i'm still trying to figure out how my Dad says "i love you"
i want to run,
or throw a bun at some unknown bystander.
but dear i know
that innocent blow would be another blunder.
im in it deep, just like Bo Peep.
I've lost my soul somewhere.
I tried to find my soul on time,
alas my hands are bare.
-Tiara
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