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... And so, the cycle begins a new, How shallow I feel not here with you. Lies I tell myself to sleep at night Toss and turn, you were my only light. Here I sow with another. She tries but yet I still feel smothered. Empty inside it seems to feel Every day is a battle that I'm trying to heal.
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
Rain drops on stained glass
... And so, the cycle begins a new, How shallow I feel not here with you. Lies I tell myself to sleep at night Toss and turn, you were my only light. Here I sow with another. She tries but yet I still feel smothered. Empty inside it seems to feel Every day is a battle that I'm trying to heal.
blackhat13
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
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