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I keep trying to find the right words to say; but my throat has gone dry my voice has gone weak and you never loved me anyway
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
departure
I keep trying to find the right words to say; but my throat has gone dry my voice has gone weak and you never loved me anyway
My soul keeps crying out to you but you choose to let me bleed.
tea-bilic
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
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