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Nov 2018
It gets so much worse
When I lay in bed at night
And my heart begs me to call you
Or even just a text
And my mind screams self control
And Iā€™m stuck in the middle of it all
Emma
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Emma  15/F/Neverland
(15/F/Neverland)   
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