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And now I know About the love You spoke about so fondly I never believed It was mine. And now I know, From the way you hate me, How much you have To love This broken soul Of mine.
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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And now I know About the love You spoke about so fondly I never believed It was mine. And now I know, From the way you hate me, How much you have To love This broken soul Of mine.
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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