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summer is a frame of mind people think we waste our time dreamin' 'bout those days.. dreamin' 'bout those sunny rays and i can hardly speak when you're right next to me whisperin' in my ear words so very clear living in a harmony tell me you'll remember me hard to breathe? yes, hard to speak.. i still feel you here with me summer brings the coldest pain i know summer brings the only pain that grows

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For You?

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pinklets

Published: Jun 1, 2015
Time: 1m

Notes: this is actually a song i wrote

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