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Apr 2012
I’m the type to say I told you so
I’m not the one who changed, you did
I still walk the narrow road and stay true to myself
You changed for the worst
You’re someone I don’t recognize
You no longer live with a shimmering spirit
One day you are going to wake up and realize
You’re not allowed to be mad at me anymore
From: Talk *****/Breathe Easy
Khrystina-Lee Meers
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Khrystina-Lee Meers  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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