The Impossibles

The Impossibles - Descriptive Essay, 100 Words lyrics

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i forget this lesson each time that its' learned, this argument

that i try to defend, it's not logic, it's a means to an end, it's

a fiendish ploy, like you mean me no harm.  it's so misconceived...

but it works like a charm.  if my fingers clench too tightly, it's

because i'm afraid i'll lose my grip.  if i think about you nightly

it's because i'm afraid i might forget.

excuse my mess as i pitch this fit, it bothers me more than i

can admit...my face goes flush my head starts to ache.



i think this may be my biggest mistake...
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