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May 2015
There will
come a time,
you'll doubt yourself.
There will
come a time,
you'll question yourself.
There will
come a time,
you'll hate yourself.
There will
come a time,
you'll scare yourself.
There will
come a time,
you'll love yourself.
Just be thankful there's two of you.
Styles
Written by
Styles  NYC
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   Arlo Disarray
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