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I turn my head in your direction and you meet my eyes I cry and you still hold my sighs You know I need extremes and this slippery inbetween of ours will be the death of me All I can hope for, is that you'll miss me.
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
No. 44
I turn my head in your direction and you meet my eyes I cry and you still hold my sighs You know I need extremes and this slippery inbetween of ours will be the death of me All I can hope for, is that you'll miss me.
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
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