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Sep 2013
remember how
we would sit
on that familiar
bench at the park
and sip cold cherry coke?
those times are now
just sad memories
that make me cry
i remember how
we would hold
each others hands
in friendship and love
but you like her now
and you ignore me
which makes me
cry all alone
in my bedroom
because i miss you
i typed this from my phone.
Violet
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Violet  inside an ocean of pain
(inside an ocean of pain)   
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