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A note never claimed The wind is to blame After all my love proclaimed I won't be there tonight A note left for dead On a lonely journey The heaven's are fed Now the clouds cry openly A note from the heart That bared my soul Now we are blown apart My heart left with a hole
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Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
Slow Burning Pain
A note never claimed The wind is to blame After all my love proclaimed I won't be there tonight A note left for dead On a lonely journey The heaven's are fed Now the clouds cry openly A note from the heart That bared my soul Now we are blown apart My heart left with a hole
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josh-vasquez
38/M/Wellington, CO.
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
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