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Dec 2019
Our love burned hot like fire
Slowly it turned into ice
You don't want to be lonely
But baby, neither do I

You just don't want me

I'm done with this game
I'll turn off my brain
I'll hide all all of my pain
This has to end
I'm done with this game

There's just too much shame
I've shut down my brain
With nothing left to gain
I 've always loved you
You never felt the same
Joseph Koch
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Joseph Koch  23/M/New Jersey
(23/M/New Jersey)   
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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