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Mar 2015
I feel so much sadness
In the way that you speak
To me when I'm crying
When my eyes start to leak

The way that you held me
Is different from now
It's allΒ out of sympathy
The love has run down

You left me so quickly
You sped like the wind
And I miss you so sweetly
My old, dear friend
Ann Nicole
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Ann Nicole
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