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Mar 2015
I stood there waiting for what seemed like eternity.

Right there
Where I was supposed to be.

4 o'clock on the dot
that's what you said.

"We'll run away together, just you and me love."

But there I was, waiting at that lonely train station, alone and broken.

So goodbye my love, I am running away, but I suppose I'm leaving some baggage behind.
Teenage Mess
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