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Somewhere out of reach
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I'll be the death of myself.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Words: 70 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-09-12 - Status: Complete - id: 2986890
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No, no, no;
I don't love you no more
so may these eyes stop looking in your direction
and so will my heart stop beating in a rhythm-tied knot for you;
since loving you'd be the death of me
sooner or later I'd lose my breathing to balance;
please just go away; somewhere out of reach,
somewhere I'd never see,
and someday I'd forget.

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