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i woke up at 2:00 am the room was cold and i was alone again this happens all the time, but i dont think about it anymore i am sick of missing you its killing me that your are killing this dont go so this is my last letter to you and what did you do?! youthrew your words in my face your two cents in, and my head spins dont leave me alone again while your are so close to me, you still seem so far, farther than you should be i know theres nothing i can change i feel deprived it is not right so i'll gather these fragile broken pieces that prick my fingers so i claim then as my heart and collect them as you let go. From Letras Mania