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Feb 2016
I've started to feel you pull away
You're a leaky sink
Slowly but surely leaving me behind
drip drop
my heart is silently breaking
drip drop
I don't know how to stop this
drip drop
I think there's something wrong with my faucet
Because no matter how hard I twist there's always the drip drop of you
This is what I thought of as I heard my mother shower this morning
Katelynn
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Katelynn  California
(California)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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