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Oct 2014
I know it's late and my ink is bleeding
Words are running out but my thoughts are consuming me
Haunting me
It kills me that you linger so close
Although we are
Seperated by too much time to ever find ourselves again.

Maybe I was the one who held you safely in the dark
Maybe I was this echo you heard at night

Maybe I was the one all along
Leave me alone
Written by
Céline
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   Pamela Rae and Aron De Ro
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