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Oct 2014
My heart hurts for you on nights like these.
My soul bleeds for you when you feel like this.
You've told me again and again.
"I hate being everyone's second choice."
Well you're my first.
Those brown eyes shouldn't have a single tear in them.
If I could choose from any girl in the world I'd choose you.
HippieHandwriting
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