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Sep 2014
I don't know what to feel or what I feel
When I remember how I used to call you my everything
Now I don't know what to call you.
Oh wait, I don't need to call you anymore. I don't want to call you. I don't think of calling you anymore. // There are nights when I want it to hurt again. When I want to cry because of you. When I want it to be painful once more. Make me yearn for my past.
Ecila
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