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Nov 2013
Do I break secrecy
Or keep confidentiality?

One means losing a friend
So does the other

He could be gone
By a simple phone call
Driven miles away
To who knows where

He could disappear
By the flick of a knife
Into a small casket
Underneath the ground
To QPS
Even though you didn't really care, I still feel awful.
Lizzy
Written by
Lizzy  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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