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Take my heart, Crush it Then feed it to the birds Pretend that you're helping Stopping the hurt Feed my empty soul with words that caress me Til I burst You were good at your craft Obviously rehearsed.
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Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 3:32 AM UTC
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Take my heart, Crush it Then feed it to the birds Pretend that you're helping Stopping the hurt Feed my empty soul with words that caress me Til I burst You were good at your craft Obviously rehearsed.
#love#fake#empty#hurt#soul#emotional#craft
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TashaTay
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 3:32 AM UTC
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