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That cyanide in my system is because of the sheer fact that you refused to turn around and now I'll die knowing you never once cared.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
Poisoned.
That cyanide in my system is because of the sheer fact that you refused to turn around and now I'll die knowing you never once cared.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
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