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Jan 2017
baby
I miss calling you that.
I miss seeing you smile
I miss *making
you smile
But my hands are bleeding
And my soul is torn.
I miss me
I miss being able to make you smile

If I had to choose between you and me
If I could only have one of us...

because that's what it looks like

If I couldn't have an us


You & Me

OR

You  or  Me


*I guess I'll have to pick me
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