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Dec 2018
I lay there dead and numb inside,
While you drew me in just like a tide.
I really don’t know where to start,
But you pulled a knife and cut my heart.
And in that moment then I knew
I could never ever stop loving you.
Even though your bad for me,
You make me feel alive and free...
Buried Words
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Buried Words  18/F/Ireland
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