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4.2.06



velhos tempos...

He's in the back of your mind
all of the time
learn to forget
love. leave. forget.
And when I sit alone
I think of what you said
"better off just friends"
I'm better off just dead

And the hardest thing I do
is wake up without you
when everything falls apart
the emptiness leaves a mark
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