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Feb 2016
he didnt know
what it cost me
to say that to him

he took everything
but i think he gave some
in return

hes all i ever wanted
but i know i will never be
what he wants

my eyes stop at the crinkle
that is him

but his eyes graze over the tear
that is me

so together we pass the paper
that could be us
he wont get out of my head. get out get out get out get out get out!
Anna Dulaney
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Anna Dulaney
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   ---, Justin G, Kimiko and Jack Huang
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