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In the middle of the night cutting through the silence Not it’s not the sound of art It’s my aching heart How can I piece it back together When it was shattered to begin with? And all because I liked you In the middle of the day, pulling me out of it The walls echo the words you used to say back to me I try to evade my love for you I only get outrun by your desertion of me And all because I liked you
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 1:55 PM UTC
All because I liked you
In the middle of the night cutting through the silence Not it’s not the sound of art It’s my aching heart How can I piece it back together When it was shattered to begin with? And all because I liked you In the middle of the day, pulling me out of it The walls echo the words you used to say back to me I try to evade my love for you I only get outrun by your desertion of me And all because I liked you
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 1:55 PM UTC
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