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You make me feel the way all the ones before you did. Scared, like a fool. I trusted you with a piece of me, and you took it and ran - not away, but you didn't stay nearby. Where do you go when you disappear, when my phone doesn't illuminate with "I'm here," and "I miss you"? What do you do when I'm not close by, when I'm on the East Coast and you're in Misery? What do you feel when you're not touching me? You make me insane, a wreck, insecure, someone that I don't recognize. Hold my hand soon, so I can remember who I am. So I can remember who I am. So I can remember who I am. So I can forget who I've become in your absence.
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Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
Slowly, we fade away.
You make me feel the way all the ones before you did. Scared, like a fool. I trusted you with a piece of me, and you took it and ran - not away, but you didn't stay nearby. Where do you go when you disappear, when my phone doesn't illuminate with "I'm here," and "I miss you"? What do you do when I'm not close by, when I'm on the East Coast and you're in Misery? What do you feel when you're not touching me? You make me insane, a wreck, insecure, someone that I don't recognize. Hold my hand soon, so I can remember who I am. So I can remember who I am. So I can remember who I am. So I can forget who I've become in your absence.
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Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
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