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I try to breathe Memories overtaking me I try to face them but the thought is too Much to conceive I just needed someone to talk to You were just too busy with yourself You were never there for me to Express how I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel like I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made |
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