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Jun 2015
why
I don't know why I try,
it just makes me feel empty
and uses my energy

yeah, I wish you were here but I know it would **** me

in a perfect word you would be mine,
in a perfect world, you wouldn't exist
Written by
Tamzin Stanford
504
   Cristian
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