up there down here over there next thing you know we won't know where left from right
day night morning evening it all takes place in 24 hours
love hate fight wait what was this for
i love him he loves me whats the problem i cry when i finaly relize that he could hurt me make me feel weak
o well i is still a freak and i live like there is know tomorrow
do you have a pen i can borrow
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