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Sep 2011
Your eyes speak truth which your mouth does not...
Your body is an open book amidst the silence...
Moving on is not what I wanted...
So worried about your health...
And through everything...
I almost lost myself...
But what more can I do...
When you won't let me be there for you...
I refuse to chase you back and forth...
Time to drive on...
It was good while it lasted...
But it sure as hell didn't last long.
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josh
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