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Sep 2015
don't be mad
don't be mad
you knew this was coming
you knew this would happen
stop crying
stop shaking
you could tell from the start
you knew from the beginning
inhale
exhale
you called it
you told me so
don't be mad
don't be mad*
you see her name
you shatter in her hands
she said don't be mad and I told myself don't be mad and I don't know if I am mad...I just know that I could tell this was coming and ignored it hoping you would surprise me and change my mind about happiness.
grace
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grace  18/F/Oregon
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