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She sits alone |
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Love could be my greatest antidote, but right now its my posion. |
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How many times |
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Watch us fall apart |
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Even those who may appear to be good and kind |
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There's no excape now, no murcy no more. no remorce cuz i still remember. the smile when you tore me apart! |
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ITS LIFE! *GASP* |
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The things that hurt: |
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Why die tomarro |