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Oct 2011
I'm done with hiding it.
You're like the air in my lungs
I need you to breathe
But I won't go down easily
I'll try until I turn blue,
From the lack of you.

I could talk to you for hours
If only I could call you mine
Tell you everything is gonna be alright
Love you, I just might
Faith Melton
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