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You know my name, not my story.
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Come bail me out of thisgodforesaken misery.Help get me away from it,the heartache, fizzlingout and slowly killing now.Take this out of myalready crum..
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I'm off on my own here,but who said that's bad, dear?The worst is done now.You're at peace with yourself.They'll call you imperfect,and try to tear yo..
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I'm constantly tornbetween cryingand smiling.Part of mejust wants to give upand break down,but the other halfsays not to go throughthe trial of why I ..
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You didn't carewhen i got up and left.My arm with the tears,unlimited depth.Stupid f***s,bad day.I'm out of luck,sent happiness away.No chance of rega..
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I'm having one of thosemomentswhere I don't really wantto talk to anyone.Except you.Where I don't havea reason to stayup late anymore,because youused ..
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When the words"How are you?"pop upsomewhere,anywherein timeand your voice cracksor your fingers shakeand you just don't know what to saysince you don'..
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I look backat our memories.I see the pastand think aboutall the twisted ways you used me,the s**t we went throughjust to confuse me.It's been so long,..
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Cynical
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She got up,bad day.Wants to wash her pain awaywith the blood stained razor,fixing her scarswith a sheet of paper.She's messed up,what a wayjust to say..
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