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It Begged To Happen

I am not myself, tonight. I've just had a conversation with you that I won't remember, not tomorrow, anyways please forgive me, I've been slowly extracting myself from your life. You don't need me, you see and I'm tired of waiting for you to toss me away maybe I said goodbye, and maybe I told you "I hate you" or "I love you" but I won't remember, not tomorrow.
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Oct 1, 2011
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