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I'm fighting a constant heartache, a virus I cant shake there is a sickness is me there is a sickness is me a way of thinking a bad way of living Sorry that I look to you for help but these hands shake and they ache for you boy they do I never knew a cure that looked so cute your bringing out this sickness in me I call your name in and out of sleep you think that i would ever be annoyed by you? i must be more subtle than I thought you are a song my friend, where I belong swallow your fear pour your doubts into me ill sing you to sleep
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 4:43 AM UTC
a virus I cant shake
I'm fighting a constant heartache, a virus I cant shake there is a sickness is me there is a sickness is me a way of thinking a bad way of living Sorry that I look to you for help but these hands shake and they ache for you boy they do I never knew a cure that looked so cute your bringing out this sickness in me I call your name in and out of sleep you think that i would ever be annoyed by you? i must be more subtle than I thought you are a song my friend, where I belong swallow your fear pour your doubts into me ill sing you to sleep
kate-10
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 4:43 AM UTC
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