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I want everything from you, You want nothing from me. I want you to be free, From me. But I'm imprisoned by who you used to be. Now I'm left with nothing but what I used to see. Blinded by the reality, The clarity is the hardest thing.
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Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
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I want everything from you, You want nothing from me. I want you to be free, From me. But I'm imprisoned by who you used to be. Now I'm left with nothing but what I used to see. Blinded by the reality, The clarity is the hardest thing.
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Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
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