| I was dreamin' of the past And my heart was beating fast I began to lose control I began to lose control I didn't mean to hurt you I'm sorry if I made you cry I didn't want to leave the EU But I'm just a Scottish guy I was feeling insecure You might not love me anymore I was boiling up inside I was boiling up inside I didn't mean to hurt you I'm sorry if I made you cry I didn't want to leave the EU But I'm just a Scottish guy I was trying to catch your eyes Thought that you was trying to hide You didn't care about my pain You didn't care about my pain I didn't mean to hurt you I'm sorry if I made you cry I didn't want to leave the EU But I'm just a Scottish guy | (With thanks to this guy...) |
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PoetryThis is the section where fiction prose becomes something else. We still expect the poems to be short, though – sonnets, perhaps, or around that length at the very most. Archives
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