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Feb 2015
Rest In Peace
You are dead to me
And I'm dead to me, too
because I left too much of myself with you
What's real is real,
and what's real is you're dead
Maybe not in reality
but I swear that it's real in my head
The voices tell me what is true
and the truth is,
even when you're dead I am in love with you
SydneyAnn
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SydneyAnn  in my head
(in my head)   
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