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Jun 2016
A thousand times you tell me
You can't keep your hands to yourself,
You have to feel the opposing shapes
That make you fit in.
You have to remind me
(Remind yourself)
That you belong,
That you'll never be alone.

Well I don't mind being alone.
And you can take all the promises you made
And shove them down your throat,
Take everything you promised me,
Take everything you said,
Drown it in your drain pipes
And learn the meaning of goodbye,
Instead of I told you so.
ren
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ren  20/F
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     Cecelia K, PS and cgembry
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