To nice of me to say the wrong
To joyus of me to sing a song
To low of me to take revenge
To hot of me to burn or singe
To much of thought that makes me think
To much of odor that makes me stink
To me or to much of
To me or to think of
Silent is to and much is so
Pain is feeling and tear to let go
To breathe so theres none left
To only read the note of a treble clef
To much of
Much of to
If i know the answer really, do you! !
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