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Mar 2015
i.
Every morning
At 2am
I always find myself cruising down the memory lane
Retracing my steps
Cause I don't know when

When did we arrive at a crossroad
Where it's either
Just you or me
No us No we

When did our love run out
And it's either we stop
Or crash

When did the brakes fail us
And we went careening straight to tears
And heartbreak

When did we get lost
And never found each other again
Samantha
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Samantha
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