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Jun 2017
There's things I said to you, I can't get back. All the love you gave me and all the love I lacked. I know his hands are pressing, were mine did too. Are you falling love or just letting him fall for you. I know the seasons changing, snow is falling outside your door. I don't know why I'm always cold when I just ache for warmth. You know my head is stubborn. With all my racing thoughts. I just thought they'd slow dear and now it's all my fault. I know he's thinking of marriage but you still think of me. Coughing from the cigarettes or maybe drowning somewhere at sea.
Bor ehgit
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Bor ehgit
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