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Alone One word that haunts so many Crushes dreams of plenty Makes us spend every penny It's the word that makes us go mad Staying up all night being so sad Wishing for the things we had It's the one thing that's way to real And that way too many feel Waiting for that one person to heal
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
All alone
Alone One word that haunts so many Crushes dreams of plenty Makes us spend every penny It's the word that makes us go mad Staying up all night being so sad Wishing for the things we had It's the one thing that's way to real And that way too many feel Waiting for that one person to heal
ben-fernekees
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
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