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May 28
I was careful so I don't go too far with my assumptions
I am way to vulnerable, I obssess, I am dying for little.

I never accepted that you'd realy be too blind to see.
But as time goes and I get to see more clearly I know you were oh so blind.

Tell me I've grown cold and blind, tell me it was back then when I knew the truth
Wouldn't change much I guess, but you know it breakes me to think it was all in vain

I am glad to be numbed right now.
Written by
Tommy Zelman
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