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I miss someone, a girl I used to know; Who puts a nose on her smileys Who dances away her problems Who reads a dozen of books a day Who prefers her coffee black Who always listen to her favorite song Today, I met a girl; Who sends smile - less messages Who keeps her problems inside Who would smoke countless cigarettes Who likes to drink coffee every time Who despise listening to a certain song because it reminds her of somebody Such a chance I looked in the mirror And saw those girls as one
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 12:41 PM UTC
Corrupted Lungs
I miss someone, a girl I used to know; Who puts a nose on her smileys Who dances away her problems Who reads a dozen of books a day Who prefers her coffee black Who always listen to her favorite song Today, I met a girl; Who sends smile - less messages Who keeps her problems inside Who would smoke countless cigarettes Who likes to drink coffee every time Who despise listening to a certain song because it reminds her of somebody Such a chance I looked in the mirror And saw those girls as one
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 12:41 PM UTC
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