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Intro. You still remember the day we met, a lifetime ago it seems. I still remember our pinky promises, our secrets whispered under the blanket of night. Now, all I remember is the fire in your eyes when you look at me. Oh, how you've changed, my dear friend. And oh, how it breaks my heart. I hate that I still care, that I still hope for a glimpse of the old you. Every insult from your lips is a dagger to my soul. And yet, I can't look away, can't stop trying to understand what happened to us.
Craig
@Tweek
Craig
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Intro. You still remember the day we met, a lifetime ago it seems. I still remember our pinky promises, our secrets whispered under the blanket of night. Now, all I remember is the fire in your eyes when you look at me. Oh, how you've changed, my dear friend. And oh, how it breaks my heart. I hate that I still care, that I still hope for a glimpse of the old you. Every insult from your lips is a dagger to my soul. And yet, I can't look away, can't stop trying to understand what happened to us.
Craig
@Tweek
Craig