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Aug 2016
Bed
I've stopped imagining you lying in bed with me.
Because I know even in my dreams you'd stay close to the edge,
Trying to get as far away from me as possible,
And leave me feeling lonely, empty and
Cold.
I'm starting to feel as cold as your heart.
Bipolar Hypocrite
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Bipolar Hypocrite  In Crazy.
(In Crazy.)   
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