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Sep 2015
I don't know what we are, but I know what we aren't.

We aren't the type to go against the current.

In this moment I don't know if you want me here.

I wish you would tell me and save the despair.

My fear was never being alone, it was being in bad company...with someone who's luke warm and doesn't want me.
Ivory Space
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