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Oct 2015
Sometimes
I pretend that you died
It's easier
Sometimes
I pretend the stars are gods
Guiding me
Like there is a reason
For everything
A reason why you met me
And left me
Questioning myself
What's real, what's imagined
Sometimes
I lie so well
I forget the truth.
CB Hooper
Written by
CB Hooper  Alabama
(Alabama)   
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