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Jan 2015
You’re the one that I grew with,
how could you do this?
What is it that made you stray?

Did you forget about our plans?
I don’t understand.
Could I have done something to make you stay?

I’ve held onto the small things,
but lost all of the big dreams.
Now nothing will be the same.
Cheyenne
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Cheyenne
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