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I ask of you. I call of you. I plead at every foot. Unspoken truths. Unheard youths. Buried in piles of soot. Hidden smiles. Forgotten days. Drifting slowly away. And I wonder, do you even remember any of these days? I missed you once. But never again. I hate to feel the pain. So, take my tears and take my sobs. To relieve these dreadful chains. Don't hold me back. I'll set you free. Trying to move on. But I realized. Oh, I realized. That every chance is gone.
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
Move On
I ask of you. I call of you. I plead at every foot. Unspoken truths. Unheard youths. Buried in piles of soot. Hidden smiles. Forgotten days. Drifting slowly away. And I wonder, do you even remember any of these days? I missed you once. But never again. I hate to feel the pain. So, take my tears and take my sobs. To relieve these dreadful chains. Don't hold me back. I'll set you free. Trying to move on. But I realized. Oh, I realized. That every chance is gone.
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
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