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I can't tell who ruined us perhaps it's foolish to think that it's not over not yet cause   we built a story and called it home Though maybe there were two stories and we were on different floors but when the whole house crumbled we still ended up laying there on the dirt together Phoenixes ready to live and love again even after you covered us in oil and I lit the match
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Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC
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I can't tell who ruined us perhaps it's foolish to think that it's not over not yet cause   we built a story and called it home Though maybe there were two stories and we were on different floors but when the whole house crumbled we still ended up laying there on the dirt together Phoenixes ready to live and love again even after you covered us in oil and I lit the match
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Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC
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