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And here I go again. I   am          so            out                   of                          control                        in                hate        with you You are not making this any easier. Your          hungry                       eyes                             feast                                      mercilessly                              upon                        this               lonely corpse                                                                                              I need to re-center myself. Find        the              perfect                            balance                                           where                                 wrong                    coexists          with right But, I am afraid. Can't           let                you                       be                            the                      one               who         got away So, I'll stay. Even if it (hopefully) kills me.
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Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 9:03 PM UTC
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And here I go again. I   am          so            out                   of                          control                        in                hate        with you You are not making this any easier. Your          hungry                       eyes                             feast                                      mercilessly                              upon                        this               lonely corpse                                                                                              I need to re-center myself. Find        the              perfect                            balance                                           where                                 wrong                    coexists          with right But, I am afraid. Can't           let                you                       be                            the                      one               who         got away So, I'll stay. Even if it (hopefully) kills me.
alexis-martin
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Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 9:03 PM UTC
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