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i’ve come home to see you’ve left me the key you brought it to me because i’d called you crying i look up to see above the new key that picture of me and now my throat is drying i guess now it’s you who’s crying

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helen-1

American

Published: Feb 20, 2012
LinesWords: 1146

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