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You Make Me sad.

You make me sad. Like there’s nothing that can be done to fix anything, no smiles, no touching, no feeling. Everything you ooze is fake, and I really hate that. Where did it all go wrong? The late nights, the eyes, and the words. It makes me sad. You make me sad.
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amanda-blake
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Nov 24, 2011
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