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We aren't that far apart But our voices are raised As if we are. You ask why I never talk I don't respond You ask again I answer you never care ..

We stand face to face, I start to cry, As your voice, It Begins to raise. I don't know what I did, I don't know why I'm being hit. One night I'm..

Please tell me you still think of me. That when you hear my name, you remember what your missing. That when you see me, you hate yourself, for..

All my x's are dicks!!'

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