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he didnt know what it cost me to say that to him he took everything but i think he gave some in return hes all i ever wanted but i know i will never be what he wants my eyes stop at the crinkle that is him but his eyes graze over the tear that is me so together we pass the paper that could be us
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 6:28 PM UTC
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he didnt know what it cost me to say that to him he took everything but i think he gave some in return hes all i ever wanted but i know i will never be what he wants my eyes stop at the crinkle that is him but his eyes graze over the tear that is me so together we pass the paper that could be us
he wont get out of my head. get out get out get out get out get out!
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 6:28 PM UTC
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