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It's Always You

by Truant

This is When I Miss you The most When things Get fucked Up and I Have no Where To turn I miss Your Embrace And hearing Your voice Saying Baby it Will be Ok I've made Such A mess Of things Baby Without Your Love To guide Me I'm not Blaming You Or God I just Miss you In my Darkest Hour Truant
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