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Jan 2015
When we were younger,*
we believed the rumors and the lies
until we couldn't anymore say goodbye.

A little older,
we thought the friends we had would be our only
relying on the fact they wouldn't get too nosy.

When Middle School came around,
I was left in the dust
crying in self pity because I had once thought of trust.

At home that night,
I thought of you
how you said to me I'd always be your crew.

Waking up in the morning fresh and new,**
I remember faintly of your words
and what they used to do.
mae
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mae  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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