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it doesn't even feel real when he's away and I wish I had words to make him stay I'm tired I'm tired I'm fading I say that there's no way to keep him and still feel okay yet there's something inside him that that keeps them away those fun little demons that come out to play when I'm completely alone at the end of the day so I'm trying and trying to just find a way to keep him and keep all these spirits at bay
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
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it doesn't even feel real when he's away and I wish I had words to make him stay I'm tired I'm tired I'm fading I say that there's no way to keep him and still feel okay yet there's something inside him that that keeps them away those fun little demons that come out to play when I'm completely alone at the end of the day so I'm trying and trying to just find a way to keep him and keep all these spirits at bay
laine
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
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