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I never can tell the high from the low It’s almost like each time she starts to go go from my heart slip from my hands but when she gets back it’s all according to the plan our friendship is glass it can be glued back together but there are still cracks Every loud scream turns to a whisper She holds it all against her No matter what I do I’m always the bad guy to you
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
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I never can tell the high from the low It’s almost like each time she starts to go go from my heart slip from my hands but when she gets back it’s all according to the plan our friendship is glass it can be glued back together but there are still cracks Every loud scream turns to a whisper She holds it all against her No matter what I do I’m always the bad guy to you
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
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