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If It's Not a Circle Then It Won't Fit

If it’s not a circle, then it won’t fit.
 
I’m sorry, if it hurts you and brings you pain,
 
I would if I could, but there’s no where to sit.
 
I can’t stop you in what you choose to claim,
 
But the truth hurts, like a wrist slit.
 
If you want to let it lie, then let the purple rain,
 
And shoot until your shots click.
 
I dodged the bullet, but loudly the shot rang.
 
And I heard you calling, but you hung up too quick.
 
We’re wilder than wild, we can’t be tamed.
 
We make change, but never change, in this clique–
 
Because all’s well ends the same.
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