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Jan 2013
Much
I think too much and
If I drank at all
I’d drink too much

I cry too much
And I lie too much
Sadly wishing I’d die too much

I love too much and
I hate too much
Wishing you would stay….


Too much
Written by
Nick Burgess
382
   --- and Virginia Blue
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