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Easy come, easy go it hurts a bit more than a stubbed toe. The hurt means I cared, but I can't let getting hurt make me scared. I have to believe even if you all will call me naive, that not everyone will leave even if the notion, right now, is hard to conceive. Easy come, easy go you packed up and left, it was the end of our show. But it's not the end of mine. For one day, all my stars will align. Everything will fall into place, I won't have lies told straight to my face. Easy come, easy go... From this hurt, I know I'll grow.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
Easy Come, Easy Go
Easy come, easy go it hurts a bit more than a stubbed toe. The hurt means I cared, but I can't let getting hurt make me scared. I have to believe even if you all will call me naive, that not everyone will leave even if the notion, right now, is hard to conceive. Easy come, easy go you packed up and left, it was the end of our show. But it's not the end of mine. For one day, all my stars will align. Everything will fall into place, I won't have lies told straight to my face. Easy come, easy go... From this hurt, I know I'll grow.
kiana-lynn
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
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