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I couldn't breathe, As I laid in a ball, On my twin size bed, Curled up on the side, You used to lay on. "Babygirl, don't cry." You said all the time. But saying that, Would be the same, As if I asked you not to go. Both of which inevitable.
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 8:32 AM UTC
"Babygirl"
I couldn't breathe, As I laid in a ball, On my twin size bed, Curled up on the side, You used to lay on. "Babygirl, don't cry." You said all the time. But saying that, Would be the same, As if I asked you not to go. Both of which inevitable.
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 8:32 AM UTC
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