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I
spoke
to
you
in
cautious
tones,
you
answered
me
with
no
pretense.
And
still,
I
feel
I
said
too
much,
my
silence
is
my
self-defense.
And
every
time
I've
held
a
rose,
it
seems
I
only
felt
the
thorns.
And
so
it
goes,
and
so
it
goes,
and
so
will
you
soon
I
suppose.
But
if
my
silence
made
you
leave,
then
that
would
be
my
worst
mistake,
so
I
will
share
this
room
with
you,
and
you
can
have
this
heart
to
break.
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