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*They say it's me that makes you do things you might not have done if I was away and that it's me that likes to talk to you and watches you as you walk away* don't call me tomorrow don't send me flowers don't wish me all too well - don't leave the sorrow don't count the hours just bask in your hell *They say it's me that makes you do things you might not have done if I was away and that it's me that likes to talk to you and watches you as you walk away*
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC
through the glass
*They say it's me that makes you do things you might not have done if I was away and that it's me that likes to talk to you and watches you as you walk away* don't call me tomorrow don't send me flowers don't wish me all too well - don't leave the sorrow don't count the hours just bask in your hell *They say it's me that makes you do things you might not have done if I was away and that it's me that likes to talk to you and watches you as you walk away*
mikev
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC
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