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I'll write your name across this wall with the blood that spills out of my heart. |
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You're great at pointing fingers, |
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The kiss of the forehead |
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"Just when I was starting to forget, the day comes along when I see you again." |
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Going through life, is like writing with a pen, |
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You only see what I choose to show. |
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Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you've never met. |
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Sometimes when I'm all alone, with my thoughts. |
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Real eyes, realize, real lies |
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Sometimes I wonder how much strength do I really have? How much can I really handle before I break down and never return? |