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With These Seasons That Come And Go My feelings I Cant Help But Show Dying To feel Acceptance I'm Gone But Not From A Weapon I'm Gone Because You Hurt My Heart Now I'm Back To My Crap of A Start Where's The Art....?
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Dec 8, 2009
Dec 8, 2009 at 8:05 AM UTC
You're Mine..For Now..I Think..
With These Seasons That Come And Go My feelings I Cant Help But Show Dying To feel Acceptance I'm Gone But Not From A Weapon I'm Gone Because You Hurt My Heart Now I'm Back To My Crap of A Start Where's The Art....?
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alexandria
American
Dec 8, 2009
Dec 8, 2009 at 8:05 AM UTC
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