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The trace of every pen always leads me back to you

Days are in shades of sapphire blue

Heard you're doing well, dusted off your shelves

To make to some room to take all you can can get

And who am I to remain in your head

And why pull the same threads

Does it ring a bell when their lips form my name

Do you even feel a sting

Cause I find you bleed through every line