I'm Yvonne. You won't want to know me. Push it down, hide it behind your heart, in the small space between your ribs. Somewhere no one will ever find it. It might be safe there, where no one can see it. Where you might not even feel it and then completely forget about it. Me In The Winter Time
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there words that i do not believe are true when they are spoken from your mouth
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All three of you
i wish you were here?