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Jun 2012
The words come flowing, they're flowing so fast
they're coming from the future and back from the past,
they're talking about new loves and the ones you thought would last.
They're tearing you apart, they're ripping you to shreds
they're ******* with your heart, they're ******* with your head.
You think that they will vanish and go away with time,
but they won't, it *****, it's the ultimate crime.
Andy Cave
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Andy Cave  27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon
(27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon)   
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