| Keep your hands holding your hands I won’t be there to hold them for you
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| I’ll write the most breathtaking words you’ve ever heard spoken to you
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| These are only wasted emotions
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| These will be words on a page in a chapter in a book that will never be read by
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| your eyes
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| You will never know it existed
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| Much like me, your nothing
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| Then I will sign this letter, «Yours truly, Your Nothing»
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| And I’ll place this on a shelf for you to find some other day
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| Some day that it might actually mean something to you, but I doubt it ever will |