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Feb 2014
There's a battle going on in my head,
all day everyday.
Repeating things a thousand times, yet there's nothing left to say,
all day everyday.
It started since you crushed me like a bug,
all day everyday.
When you realised what you had done, you ran away.
And all day, everyday.
I realise more:
You were never gonna stay anyway.
Amy
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Amy  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
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