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Jesse (Jenn)

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Old Habits Die Hard

Old Habits Die Hard
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It astounds me every time you cross my mind

Because each time I think I’m over you

It comes like a slap in the face, yet I run into your arms

I can’t help but forgive you, its all I know!

Again and again I fall for you, and I wish I didn’t..

You are my world, but I never want to see you again!

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