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Dec 2018
I guess
if we died in the middle,
I can’t be mourning you after.

I’m still in love with you,
but only when
I’m alone.
Written by
DM00  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Fawn, Brian McDonagh and Johnny Scarlotti
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