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Nov 2014
My lips are sore.
I didn't see what you had in store.
I'm standing up and heading toward the door,
But you pull me back for more.
I'm doing what's right but being ignored,
So you must not be the one I'm destined for.
Kelly EC
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Kelly EC
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   --- and Erenn
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