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Cope... Her hands aren't the prettiest She bites her nails to cope Cope from her anxiety To cope from her fear of the future, to cope because her life is just so messed up, She feels so numb and so empty, she's got two things to cheer her up Which is her girl and her dog Yet her girl is so far away, As her pillow gets drenched in her tears, she can't stop crying, it's as a tap was left open
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Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 6:06 AM UTC
Cope...
Cope... Her hands aren't the prettiest She bites her nails to cope Cope from her anxiety To cope from her fear of the future, to cope because her life is just so messed up, She feels so numb and so empty, she's got two things to cheer her up Which is her girl and her dog Yet her girl is so far away, As her pillow gets drenched in her tears, she can't stop crying, it's as a tap was left open
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Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 6:06 AM UTC
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