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And as long as I live, I will nev'r understand the comfort in a lie. Lying through the teeth that once spoke such promising things to me. But I don't think we were speaking the same language.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 4:13 AM UTC
You were foreign to me
And as long as I live, I will nev'r understand the comfort in a lie. Lying through the teeth that once spoke such promising things to me. But I don't think we were speaking the same language.
Please, sir, do not flatter yourself. I'm only hurting because I let your words break through all my walls.
hailey-hernandez
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 4:13 AM UTC
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