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She bought herself flowers. I wanted to cry. She bought herself flowers. I had to bite my tongue. She bought herself flowers. I had to remember that I can't. She bought herself flowers. I hoped he noticed. She bought herself flowers. I wished he would be inspired to change. She bought herself flowers, Looked at me, And gave me a look that said that she knew That they would be from me. She bought herself flowers, And my restraints fell away. She bought herself flowers, And I stopped wanting to play nice. She bought herself flowers Because she is dying inside. She bought herself flowers Because she cannot be mine.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 3:26 AM UTC
She Bought Herself Flowers
She bought herself flowers. I wanted to cry. She bought herself flowers. I had to bite my tongue. She bought herself flowers. I had to remember that I can't. She bought herself flowers. I hoped he noticed. She bought herself flowers. I wished he would be inspired to change. She bought herself flowers, Looked at me, And gave me a look that said that she knew That they would be from me. She bought herself flowers, And my restraints fell away. She bought herself flowers, And I stopped wanting to play nice. She bought herself flowers Because she is dying inside. She bought herself flowers Because she cannot be mine.
**** it. **** it all.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 3:26 AM UTC
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