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Jan 2018
Your words they slip right out of my hand
Your lips they kiss but it's so sad
You don't want me
No longer need me
When we're together it's like you don't believe me
How can I trust someone who won't trust me
How could I breathe when the answers are so hard to see
your girl b
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your girl b  NYC
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