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Jan 2015
my music sounded the same, no feelings at all, my thoughts we're killing me, the day went so slow, my coffee was bitter, im lost in your eyes, youre words, the wind was blowing but yet i stood holding my feelings, i cant let them go, i dont know why, maybe you were so addictive? or i gave you all of me i had nothing left?
Almaith
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