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I used to be okay With you The way you treated me Then I found bliss And realized It was nothing more Than possession
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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I used to be okay With you The way you treated me Then I found bliss And realized It was nothing more Than possession
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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