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May 2015
I'm seeing this world through a different set of eyes.
So you trying to tell me how I feel, I know those are lies.
I know what I feel; enough with the lies.
Feelings like this, will **** you over time.
Instead of seeing things from my side, you walk around blind. These emotions are mine not yours.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Eiliv Advena
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