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Sep 2012
I don't know what this is
I don't know why it is

All I know is I love her
All I know is I hate her

I go around at day
Blindly following her away

But during the night
I see it's just that way

She tells me that she loves me
But I don't think that she knows

She's blindly tearing me
Tearing me apart

I wake up in the morning
And forget all that night knows

I blindly follow her at day
As she's blindly tearing me apart
Thomas Kay
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Thomas Kay  31/M/Troy, AL
(31/M/Troy, AL)   
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