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Aug 2015
I'm trying
not to see your eyes in his
I'm trying
not to remember that whole summer
I'm trying
to believe it was sincere
I'm trying
to comprehend my thoughts
and not doubt yours
I'm trying
to grasp a new cure
for the loneliness

But it's not fair
to lie to the stars and the sun
That what we were I'll never understand

I'm trying
to see that leaving was the best choice you had ever made
Written by
Brenna Cline
524
   RW Dennen and AJ
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