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Jun 2015
she acted like she didn't know
that's why i let go
..i let go of the dreams
i let go of her
..it's no sad story
but the mad story that wakes me up
to realize my bed is cold
sainche micano
Written by
sainche micano  alone
(alone)   
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   Zay and Ariel Baptista
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