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this rain is making me think of you - drenched in the park, hungover, fucked up. i let the words come out of my mouth all wrong.
i've always been a bit of a coward at heart. too scared to hunt you down, i am forever asking coincidence to lead me to you or you to me just once. it makes me so sad to think we'll never meet again.
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