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i remember your empty look and the way you held your prinde and me, watching in the distance watching you try to fix yourself withouth me, i don't get what changed in your head but i'm not going to find your old self i don't want to waste my life in a bar, drinking love until it leaves a scar the heat in my heart, no longer catching fire though i recall the constellations that i once drew with the freckles of your back
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
burned constellations
i remember your empty look and the way you held your prinde and me, watching in the distance watching you try to fix yourself withouth me, i don't get what changed in your head but i'm not going to find your old self i don't want to waste my life in a bar, drinking love until it leaves a scar the heat in my heart, no longer catching fire though i recall the constellations that i once drew with the freckles of your back
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
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