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Redness creeps onto my cheeks Liquid salt forms in my eyes Causing my vision to blur Childlike sounds escape my mouth And I can't stop them Because it's become too much You knock on my door and ask what's wrong But you don't know I'm crying because of you You can't get away with treating people like this He doesn't deserve this He deserves better than you
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 5:40 PM UTC
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Redness creeps onto my cheeks Liquid salt forms in my eyes Causing my vision to blur Childlike sounds escape my mouth And I can't stop them Because it's become too much You knock on my door and ask what's wrong But you don't know I'm crying because of you You can't get away with treating people like this He doesn't deserve this He deserves better than you
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 5:40 PM UTC
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