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Jul 2015
I wake up everyday to do things I don't want to do
and that was fine when I had you to come home to
now when I walk through the door I hear silence
nothingness
and Lonely isn't really meant for anybody
but here I am
Will
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Will  Mississippi
(Mississippi)   
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