It's getting harder to believe I've gotta go, but I don't
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want to leave. You've got your mortality on your sleeve.
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And if I'm something you've outgrown, you think that
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maybe I'd have know. God I wish I'd just known. I want
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you to be like me. It would be so easy if you'd just
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agree. [I] I've chucked it all out in the past 'cause you're the
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one I want at last you are the one for me. I want you to
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be...
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Laudanum
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| Letters To Cleo |
