Fault
I blame her, I blame you, I blame them, I blame me
I blame us laying in the soft summer grass by the sea
Laughing and breathing in us
I havent touched your skin in months
Your skin was my skin was our skin not their skin
Who is she
Shes not your her I am
I hate that Im going to hate you
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