Wednesday, October 23rd 9:32 PM (0:31)

After all you've put me through

I still want to see you in printed photos,

I keep little gifts from you in my special box 

And I like to listen to your voice in the one message I have saved, sometimes

Though, most of the time, when I see you it makes my stomach hurt.

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