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I Miss You So Fucking Much
I dreamt of you again, of you and her. How is it that every time I get close to moving on I dream of you?
And how you hold her and how you kiss her.
How it could be me right now
If I hadn't been such a fucking idiot.
And how you hold her and how you kiss her.
How it could be me right now
If I hadn't been such a fucking idiot.
Published 25th Oct 2014
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