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People say That whenever you hear Of someone's death You will still hear Another two, For dead always comes In three. I wonder It the same happens About heartbreak After all It leaves you broken And sometimes You feel dead inside. I've had my first And it hurt like hell Almost killed me. Now I've had my second And it was Like a puch in the face Before you even wake up. This time I'm both scared And excited To know who will be My third.
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
Three times.
People say That whenever you hear Of someone's death You will still hear Another two, For dead always comes In three. I wonder It the same happens About heartbreak After all It leaves you broken And sometimes You feel dead inside. I've had my first And it hurt like hell Almost killed me. Now I've had my second And it was Like a puch in the face Before you even wake up. This time I'm both scared And excited To know who will be My third.
j-valle
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
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