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I heard rumors and stories but I thought that's all they were I heard it from her My stomach is in my feet I can't breathe My hands won't stop shaking I feel sick I swear someone must have socked me in the gut Pouring salt on old wounds On top of nostalgia of you It's all so ridiculous I'm going to give myself an ulcer Merry Christmas
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 3:30 AM UTC
I don't love him anymore but it still hurts
I heard rumors and stories but I thought that's all they were I heard it from her My stomach is in my feet I can't breathe My hands won't stop shaking I feel sick I swear someone must have socked me in the gut Pouring salt on old wounds On top of nostalgia of you It's all so ridiculous I'm going to give myself an ulcer Merry Christmas
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 3:30 AM UTC
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