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Once we were everything. Something came between us. Neither of us seemed to know. Or maybe, We didn't care enough to care. Now I'm alone. Holding on to you. And these empty dreams. Maybe it was bound to happen. Maybe it was a matter of time. Not sure why, You couldn't wait. For us to fill, Those empty dreams. Gone before I was ready. I can still hear you. Calling my name. Only when I'm alone. Holding on to you. And these empty dreams.
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