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Jan 2014
I don't know why bad things happen
But sometimes I look into a mirror
And I see a haunting in my eyes
There's a ghost of you inside me
You want to leave
I want you to leave
But somehow you have become incorporated
Into the home of my soul
I don't know why bad things happen
But I know they never happened
When I was with you
MD
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