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Aug 2014
Why
did it have
to be this way?
I cry a tear more
than I did yesterday.
Hoping to ease the pain,
I drink my sorrows away. I
am tired of hoping. I am tired
of dying today. I pray that you
turn around and say that you'll
stay. Oh please say you'll stay.
'Cause i'm done with dying
today. I am tired of
hoping too.
LostDreame
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LostDreame
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