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very rarely will a song itself actually make me cry.
there are only two that come to mind.
paper bag by fiona apple.
its a mix of the lyrics and just the sound of her voice.
michelle by the beatles.
not so much the lyrics, it's just the instrumentals. they're beautiful and sooo damn sad.
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i cant keep track of every fallen robbin.
i remember you well in the chelsea hotel,
that's all. i don't even think of you that often.
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