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Apr 2018
Its 3:47 in the morning
You're asleep
I'm in hell

I want you to know that if you want someone to love, I’m available. Because the second I saw you I fell in love with all that you are. But you talk like we’re friends, and talk is all that matters these days.

So if I can’t sing you to sleep at night
I hope whoever does has a prettier voice.
love lost
Undone
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