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your secrets and lies tear me apart..
you think i dont know but i know,
little words are hard to cover.. sigh
its bound to happen i suppose..
little by little your fading and im losing grip.
each little bit of my heart is being
unsewn piece by piece..
its my fault.. as the song goes
"maybe i should have loved you a little harder"
i fail.. the end..

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