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My nerves ache for the ocean With each ounce of strength I own; You're pressed under my skin, Your name is written in my bones But love needs tender touches And I can't fit through the phone So I guess I have to live like this I'm meant to be alone.

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For You?

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Published: Jun 26, 2015
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