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you can see by my walk my nature is true you can see at my body that was figured out by you all the wait on my heart is nothing more than a big illusion planned for you for all that you do for all the storms that you saved in your broken heart which doesn't get enough from a lost from a choice who decided not to be available to us and when I think I'm save from your little brown eyes when I think you can not more be found I dream with your face and everything stay the same
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
I think I was born to be blue;
you can see by my walk my nature is true you can see at my body that was figured out by you all the wait on my heart is nothing more than a big illusion planned for you for all that you do for all the storms that you saved in your broken heart which doesn't get enough from a lost from a choice who decided not to be available to us and when I think I'm save from your little brown eyes when I think you can not more be found I dream with your face and everything stay the same
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
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