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Feb 2015
Warm tears stream down my face, as I see me being replaced. I was once yours and you were once mine.
What happened to the good times we shared?
Now they're replaced with bad times to show you never truly cared.
Good times were robbed,
Bad times to replace,
What was once love but now is hate.
Julianne Yvette
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Julianne Yvette
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