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You Were A Slow Pitch
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February 2013 I can't believe this inspiration you still,
give me like it were Summer and I Will,
Smith with a hit movie called Fling,
cause in one year, no one will recall a thing,
but me and my mind, running its course,
replaying one dancing, one on a horse,
it takes their sorts to constantly replay,
in my mind, their smiles live every day,
i wake up from a dream that seems too real,
a blizzard, an accident, two drivers? surreal,
i feel that those two add to four tries,
one on the side of 4 other butterflies,
the white on the ground, replays my falls,
cause i'm so used to the white on my walls,
try to cover every ince with a poster, admit it,
we had fun, a slow pitch, easy to hit it.
