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#doorcall
My hello's were never enough to you coming to me... But my goodbyes kept you returning for that lingering taste of what you didn't want. But in the end I never answered the door. (knock, knock) my heart is with holding its number. The lines dead, Ill never say hi, goodbye... that moments...…. regrettable But I have peace of conscious, peace of mind.. now your not in my thoughts.
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Sep 27, 2019
Sep 27, 2019 at 6:41 PM UTC
Heart With Holding My Number