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Nov 2014
In the night I hear your footsteps.
I miss you -- read your text
That night
Even though we got issues.
I wish I was there with you.
Rather yell and scream all night.
At least when we fight.
You are in plain sight.
I know it isn't right
Neither is you
Being out of my life.
A toxic love, killing us slow --
I know right.
From wrong.
But it feels so right.
Β The love of my life.
Been waiting my whole life.
Pieces of a broken heart
Put back together so right.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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