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what is worse After all Me writing lies On your wall Or the secrets Oh the ones you keep Hidden but found When talking in your sleep Trying to keep the pain from the door Leaves me numb, Leaves me sore Drenched in silence from the deepest ocean i'm tired from tracking your every motion
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 4:24 PM UTC
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what is worse After all Me writing lies On your wall Or the secrets Oh the ones you keep Hidden but found When talking in your sleep Trying to keep the pain from the door Leaves me numb, Leaves me sore Drenched in silence from the deepest ocean i'm tired from tracking your every motion
carolinekk
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 4:24 PM UTC
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