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Oct 2015
You told me you were never leaving,
Now look you left,
The moment when i need you the most,
The moment that kills me the most,
I turn around and see you know where to be found,
You told me that you would never leave,
What a lie you could create,
maybe one more day
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maybe one more day  no where to be found
(no where to be found)   
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