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Jun 2017
Force my hands back in my pocket
As much as I wanna touch you
I'll take the tears of happiness back to replace them with the things that I couldn't grow.
Give me my soul of heart
Give me my soul of faith
I'll be on my way
Finding another walkway
I'm wanted somewhere else
Not you

By: Leory Santana Dawn
Leory Santana dawn
Written by
Leory Santana dawn  24/M/Miami
(24/M/Miami)   
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