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Apr 2015
Last night I counted all the stars
And remembered that you couldn't see them
Where you are
So it felt pointless, and I felt useless
And you can't feel a thing where you are
At all

Loving you was so **** easy
But I was just a chore
The incision of your last decision
Has cut me to the bone and left me
Love is just a word but it seems
To mean so much more
The incision of your last decision
Has cut me to the bone and left me

Last night you watched the light pass by
And thought of nothing but being
Where you are
And it looked so new, and I felt so old
And you can't feel a thing where you are
At all

Loving you was so **** easy
But I was just a chore
The incision of your last decision
Has cut me to the bone and left me
Love is just a word but it seems
To mean so much more
The incision of your last decision
Has cut me to the bone and left me
Alone, alone, alone
Nico fuentes
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Nico fuentes  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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   Breanna Stockham
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