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Mar 2015
Sometimes I wonder why I wait.
Wait to tell people how I feel.
Wait for people who will never care.
Wait for people who will never change.
Waiting.
I wonder why, why I wait.
I know how this all ends, just me a loaded gun and **** I wish I didn't remember.
Shelby DiPatrizio
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