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Jun 2015
I wish I had a photographic memory so I could remember everything you said to me, you say you don't **** with anyone else but remember the time when you couldn't say it yourself? I can see through your lies, when you're standing my her side, you look at her like you're hypnotized and I can see it in your eyes.
I wish I didn't care about where you are or who you're with because no mater what it always comes to this. we fight and forgive but the bad memories stand out more, you think you're so strong while I'm laying broken on the floor. I hope you know you get less closer to the so called heaven each time you use your fists as a weapon.
Sommer Wickham
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Sommer Wickham  Nebraska
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