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Empty, meaningless words Ushered forth in self-serving promises Left hanging heavily in the air for you to breath again Dripping with a stink of naive desperation "I still want to be friends."
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
Friends
Empty, meaningless words Ushered forth in self-serving promises Left hanging heavily in the air for you to breath again Dripping with a stink of naive desperation "I still want to be friends."
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
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