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Aug 2017
It's 2 am
And I can't breathe;
You said nothing's changed
It's wrong to believe
I can't find you
The same way I first had
It hurts eradicating love
But it's even more hell
To lose us as we were
- Friends
I always knew. But I thought it would be less than this.
Ian Moonsy
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Ian Moonsy
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