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All bad things, I learned from you Throw it in my face when it's my turn around. Too quick to point the finger, When it's too late to keep my calm. You are both the victim, and the aggressor.
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Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC
All bad things
All bad things, I learned from you Throw it in my face when it's my turn around. Too quick to point the finger, When it's too late to keep my calm. You are both the victim, and the aggressor.
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Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC
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