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Sep 2014
You can't stop saving the people
you know you shouldn't help.
They are the shadows on the walls at night
that call out your name in your dreams.
There are no tomorrows for them,
just the insecurities of yesterday.
You haven't learned to say "No."
and it kills you every time
the words don't come out.
Unfinished, sorry >~<
MoMo
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MoMo
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     Lior Gavra and Tark Wain
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