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Late night, In the dark, Matters of the heart weigh heavily on me Thoughts of losing you makes me feel empty I'm usually more stable, please excuse me You just seem too important to ever love me...
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
Is it unrequited?
Late night, In the dark, Matters of the heart weigh heavily on me Thoughts of losing you makes me feel empty I'm usually more stable, please excuse me You just seem too important to ever love me...
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
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