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The day that we spoke is the day that my heart went afloat Weeks and months has passed My feelings just continued to blast March was the month, The month I smile Then May came along, That my story turn into a sad song Years have passed You've found yourself another lass And yet I'm here, My eyes just continue to tear.
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Sep 7, 2016
Sep 7, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
Mist in May
The day that we spoke is the day that my heart went afloat Weeks and months has passed My feelings just continued to blast March was the month, The month I smile Then May came along, That my story turn into a sad song Years have passed You've found yourself another lass And yet I'm here, My eyes just continue to tear.
nikkeyniks
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Sep 7, 2016
Sep 7, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
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