don't forget the mornings that we spent deep inside out heads staring at blank walls 'cause that's what counts and I don't know but I'm trying to let you go but I can't cut so well these strings I have around my neck and I'm trying to let you know that I'm doing this by myself- so don't forget we sent letters to ourselves without words and it was
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