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Anna Vigue Nov 2013
When you left me standing there
I felt like such a clout
My heart was filled with agony
My mind was filled with doubt

I turned around to walk away
Pretending not to care
I felt so wicked foolish
Hurting more than I could bare

Next time you break up with me
I know I'll follow through
I'll never call you back again
You *******, I love you
Pure fiction, but I liked the turnaround at the end

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