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I know what it’s like; To break a heart. To have no malice, Yet still tear one apart. It took a while to see That you weren’t for me, But you wouldn’t set me free, So I did it; For self-preservation.
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 1:24 AM UTC
Hard to Admit
I know what it’s like; To break a heart. To have no malice, Yet still tear one apart. It took a while to see That you weren’t for me, But you wouldn’t set me free, So I did it; For self-preservation.
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 1:24 AM UTC
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