Like this, Now Tricia Bricker
Missing you like this now, when I'm all alone and the silence it too, much to bear and my eyes are too, exhausted to cry for some relief some air
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Missing you like this now, when I can't make sense of now let alone tomorrow and the brave inhibitions I'm trying to save drown in sorry. .
Missing you like this, now makes me believe I'm alive
