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I have so much going through my head, It's hard to sleep when I'm finally in bed, I think back to all the words I could've said, But it's too late now the memory is dead.
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
memory is dead
I have so much going through my head, It's hard to sleep when I'm finally in bed, I think back to all the words I could've said, But it's too late now the memory is dead.
cai
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
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