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An old friendly smile i'll always remember,

pop up on my feed one lonely December

night and it was alright cause i know,

she buried any thought of me 6 feet below,

even if her body is the best you've ever seen,

yet you only remember her face, you're still somehow mean,

no matter how much i feel, it's a riddle,

i can only attract girls that like me for a little,

if they like me more i always choose,

any type of action as an excuse,

to end it quickly cause when she's with me

i only think of another, even when she kissed me,

if only she missed me and opened her heart,

i'd find a way to rebuild part by part,

an old friendly smile i wish i could see more

cause she is the only one i lost i wish i could restore.