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| Longing i saw you last night out with friends that familiar smile splashed on your face the memories that used to be me by your side that used to be me doing a lot of things restrained to a bed now i see the world through one window you put me here because you cared you abandoned me here because you lied you never cared lock the crazy woman up i'm not crazy we all know that but i am restrained and i am vengeful ~erika boal |
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