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She told me empty wasn't a feeling. Empty is the feeling at the bottom of every bottle, Its the tone on the other end of the line. Its the cold side of the bed That I'm afraid to sleep on anymore Empty is the feeling I get every time the door closes Its Ed Hardy cologne and nikes. Its love notes that I still find in my truck. She told me empty wasn't a feeling.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
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She told me empty wasn't a feeling. Empty is the feeling at the bottom of every bottle, Its the tone on the other end of the line. Its the cold side of the bed That I'm afraid to sleep on anymore Empty is the feeling I get every time the door closes Its Ed Hardy cologne and nikes. Its love notes that I still find in my truck. She told me empty wasn't a feeling.
emily-crews
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
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