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Sep 2013
you're obsessed with
feeling something.
remember when you felt that
for me?
now i'm old
worn out
no longer.
so you turn to your equivalent
of love
happiness.
if you could be altered by my tears
maybe you'd love me..
natalie kate
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natalie kate  united states
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