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Sit on that verandah Pour yourself a number of glasses Arms of the clock go ticking Till this year passes You wonder why she's not around But you seem so indifferent Miss her laugher? That audible sound? You spent every single cent Sharing memories, laughter, Sights of her, let her go, let her fly Clean the slate, free your heart Lover 2012-2015 kiss you goodbye.
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Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
The Beginning Of The End
Sit on that verandah Pour yourself a number of glasses Arms of the clock go ticking Till this year passes You wonder why she's not around But you seem so indifferent Miss her laugher? That audible sound? You spent every single cent Sharing memories, laughter, Sights of her, let her go, let her fly Clean the slate, free your heart Lover 2012-2015 kiss you goodbye.
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24/M/Filipino
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
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