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Nearly 6 years Nearly 6 years I can feel you in my gut crawling up my throat Your hands never left my neck and I have to ***** the spaces between my fingers to be sure I still have feeling there. When one person ruins you, what shatters the most is knowing you didn't have a similar impact on them. Strange, I didn't affect you.
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
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Nearly 6 years Nearly 6 years I can feel you in my gut crawling up my throat Your hands never left my neck and I have to ***** the spaces between my fingers to be sure I still have feeling there. When one person ruins you, what shatters the most is knowing you didn't have a similar impact on them. Strange, I didn't affect you.
You haven't left my head yet.
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
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