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Apr 2017
What am I gonna do next year when you wont even be near, helping me go through yet again my one too many fears.
You just want to let go and forget everything, don't you know how much you mean to me?
I'm not trying to say the wrong thing, but why don't you just ******* believe in me?
Listen to my actual words, and believe in the flying birds.
Who take off without knowing right or wrong.
Who take off without knowing where they belong.
Why don't you believe in our bond and not care what goes wrong.
written : 2-28-17
Written by
Lacey
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