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Jan 2014
There's nothing there between my brain and stomach
Where my heart used to lay a while ago
With beats in time with your heavy breathing
It was there, inside my chest to keep me alive
I think you cut me open and tore through my flesh
I think you ripped it out while I was asleep,
Probably dreaming of you
wafa
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wafa  canada
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   Shelby DeWitt
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