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Jan 2015
Oh tell me darling what happened to us
From friends to lovers and then to dust
I miss you, you know, when you're not there
I miss little things, like the smell of your hair
Sometimes I still feel the ghost of you
There for a moment to make me wonder who
Who could fill this space you left in my life
The sharp pain of you absence like a cut from a knife
Ren Writes Things
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