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Sep 2014
It's 2:23,
And I'm sitting up thinking about you
Thinking about the things we didn't do

I've wanted to believe for the longest of times
That it wasn't the end of you and IĀ Ā 
That your departure wasn't final

But then I saw you

And at 2:25,
I knew everything that you said wasn't true
All the sweet melodies that turned
Into violent symphonies

But then I saw you
Naaliah Green
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Naaliah Green  25/F/NC
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