They would just sit and wait,
When things to like and hate,
Thrown away and forsake,
Deep in the endless lake,
Will never float or seen,
Even hundred years been,
Sunken deep yet within,
In the broken sad teen.
In the broken sad teen
They would just sit and wait,
When things to like and hate,
Thrown away and forsake,
Deep in the endless lake,
Will never float or seen,
Even hundred years been,
Sunken deep yet within,
In the broken sad teen.
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