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I should have known you'd be the death of me.
Those eyes never quite starring me down but only judging me worse.
Those eyes never quite starring me down but only judging me worse.
I thought I knew trust. What is trust?
Something or someone of within faith to rely on.
What is relying? Sounds more like lying over and over again.
Something or someone of within faith to rely on.
What is relying? Sounds more like lying over and over again.
You never actually wanted to be a friend.
You just wanted a better image.
Who dare tarnish your preusous beauty.
You just wanted a better image.
Who dare tarnish your preusous beauty.
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Tuesday 23rd August 2016 12:18 pm
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