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Mar 2015
It now happens every night
We always fight about things,
Things that don't even matter

But although these things don't matter,
Our little fights show otherwise

When did we start hating each other?
When did we last go to bed happy?

When was the last time good night
meant Good night?
Nicholas
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Nicholas  MNL
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