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Why is it we always miss the ones who were never really there? |
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Love is all about sacrifices.. |
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For some strange reason, |
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I told myself once that I'd never change myself for anybody... |
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I wish I was (Invisible) to everyone, BUT you |
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Faking a smile |
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She doodles hearts on her notebook page |
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I've been condemed to love the unlovable.. |