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Kaylaree Garcia Mar 2014
Living  life wondering, do I matter? Did he actually care? The time the effort the love the patience the stress the heartache the pain. All for you and still nothing. Nothing, nothing at all. Not once but twice and I've been nothing but nice. Lying there broken, like a broken vase waiting patiently to be put back together. But afraid to be broken once again.
Kaylaree Garcia Mar 2015
still here wasting my time
for someone i used to call mine.
Hoping for more than love and tears,
but all i had were wounds and fears,
But why am i still here.

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