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You haunt me, You haunt me in my dreams, With nothing beautiful or of what we could be. You haunt me with the things I was too blind to see. You haunt me in every way, You haunt me even though i know there's nothing left to say. With every day that may pass I tell myself That nothing ever lasts. You left a bitter sweet taste in my heart and soul, I keep telling myself, not to feel guilty, Not to be cold. But you haunt me, you haunt me And I can't gain control. Loosing my grip I'm not scared anymore, that we have deminished, I Just want your haunting days to finish.
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 3:29 PM UTC
haunted
You haunt me, You haunt me in my dreams, With nothing beautiful or of what we could be. You haunt me with the things I was too blind to see. You haunt me in every way, You haunt me even though i know there's nothing left to say. With every day that may pass I tell myself That nothing ever lasts. You left a bitter sweet taste in my heart and soul, I keep telling myself, not to feel guilty, Not to be cold. But you haunt me, you haunt me And I can't gain control. Loosing my grip I'm not scared anymore, that we have deminished, I Just want your haunting days to finish.
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 3:29 PM UTC
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