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Gone,guilt,fault
There is a million ways to say F+A
but none of that matters if you don’t stay
engraved on to that tree,my arm,my life
forever you will stay in my memory
there’s no getting rid of the chilling feeing that comes when you walk in a room
the stomach knots tying me into a bind of unclear feelings
The sun is in no comparison to you
Heart beating faster I don’t know what to do I’m talking like my lips are covered in glue no words escapeing just my air cause your breath takeing
They say I’m cold and bitter they ask how you put up with her
Tic toc I watch the clock past 1 2 3 how long could this torture possibly
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Autumn Hawkins
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