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Aug 2015
You asked me to be yours again in my dreams,
And because Im such a sucker for you, I agreed.
You were so happy, and in turn, so was I.
But all dreams end, and when I woke, that wonderful feeling turned into this sinking feeling at the pit of my stomach.
And I hate it. I hate that you can still affect me when I know that I dont even cross your mind.
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