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it's odd.
sometimes i look at you and think, "hey, there's my old friend!"
but other times, i look at you, and all i see is nothing.
just a shell of someone i once knew, someone i once loved.
it's odd.
sometimes i look at you and think, "hey, there's my old friend!"
but other times, i look at you, and all i see is nothing.
just a shell of someone i once knew, someone i once loved.
it's odd.