11 Aug 2013

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No one will comfort me, will know me or what's going on insideA vacant hole will remain that way for life, to remind me where the both of you once liedI miss the feel of it, your touch, your kiss weighs heavy on my mindOur moment Forever sealed in time, our secret as much yours as is mineAll logic we have surely left defied, I will hold you till I die

(Low Roar, Friends make garbage)

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