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Sep 2015
Have you ever had your heart broken?
Me neither
It would have been a privilege to have my heartbroken by him,
But he can’t break my heart if he never accepted it in the first place – never acknowledged it.
In itself that is a form of heartbreak – a bereaved, falsified form
that keeps you from listening to the song you listened to when he looked you in the eyes,
you sat on his lap,
and he called you pretty.
8 months of changing the radio station
You should have gone home
cartel
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