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Nov 2013
The scrambling of my emotions
Every time i think of you
Every single thought I can't deal with out you
Too little too late
It was never my chance to take
Playing the love game
Every day I'm not with you I feel more dead
When I'm reminded of you its a struggle to remain calm
Its true that you were never mine to claim
I hear sounds at night
Its my heart whining out your name
Reylenin Esquivel
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Reylenin Esquivel  United States
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