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Feb 2015
i stumble on my words when i talk about you
but my heart no longer flutters

because as we were running
you promised you would catch me
but when i stumbled you weren't there
and i fell

so now i stumble alone
with no one to catch me

but words are easier to handle
than a broken heart
not gina
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not gina  califonication
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