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You are Friday the 13th And I am the glass mirror Shattering before you Have we always been so unlucky? I have this superstition That once I love you You’ll leave And you’re walking away now I’d be lying if I said I could do the same
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 9:21 PM UTC
Superstition
You are Friday the 13th And I am the glass mirror Shattering before you Have we always been so unlucky? I have this superstition That once I love you You’ll leave And you’re walking away now I’d be lying if I said I could do the same
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 9:21 PM UTC
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