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Nothing To Say
Happy face made from chalk.
Red wine made from grapes.
Thank God I was with her.
I sat there as she lost her mind, nearly killed us both.
This car will move quicker if you keep yelling.
I have nothing to say to you, or anyone for that matter.
They think it's easy to forget.
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FELT!
I understand you better.
Red wine made from grapes.
Thank God I was with her.
I sat there as she lost her mind, nearly killed us both.
This car will move quicker if you keep yelling.
I have nothing to say to you, or anyone for that matter.
They think it's easy to forget.
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FELT!
I understand you better.
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