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I noticed how different you have become your smell your face your touch your stare and your curly brown hair And as I wrote down the things that've changed, the one thing I wished to become different, is still the same. You still do not care for the efforts as to the way I look at you, the way I smile when I see you, the way I miss you and the way I cry when I don't see you
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 5:33 AM UTC
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I noticed how different you have become your smell your face your touch your stare and your curly brown hair And as I wrote down the things that've changed, the one thing I wished to become different, is still the same. You still do not care for the efforts as to the way I look at you, the way I smile when I see you, the way I miss you and the way I cry when I don't see you
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 5:33 AM UTC
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