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Herefore
I don't want to be caught in the middle, taking all that I thought and setting it off. Temporal moving forward, its superficial. But always closing doors, but a ripple.
I'm just here for, that girl. Would I kill for, not her.
I don't want to be torn in the middle, its deafeningly unsure, unofficial. But silently still we talk, though a little. When timingly is no more, but a ripple.
I'm just here for, that girl. Would I kill for, not her.
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