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May 2015
You say I can tell you anything
But you know I'd rather not
Because the fear of losing you is worse than
All the troubles that I've got

I don't want you to believe
That I'm incapable of love
Because it's the only reason I cry anymore
From sane down below to broken above

And I don't want you to know
That every breath hurts now
I don't want you to see
That I cry every day and how

Because you'll leave like the rest
And I know that sounds rude
To assume that you'll be gone
But we both know it's the truth
Ann Nicole
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Ann Nicole
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   ---, Vanessa Gatley and Rapunzoll
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