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Our tattered hearts cannot forget that evening, you cut off your tongue and sold it to the devil. It has never been the same. You say we use and abuse you, for all that you're worth. I say we're better off without you. Don't come back.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 8:25 PM UTC
Don't Come Back.
Our tattered hearts cannot forget that evening, you cut off your tongue and sold it to the devil. It has never been the same. You say we use and abuse you, for all that you're worth. I say we're better off without you. Don't come back.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 8:25 PM UTC
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