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Nov 2015
You walked out of my life
I turned around
I couldn't watch you leave me
I fought the urge to run after you
To beg you to stay for a little longer.

That was the last time I saw you
Now you are in the arms of another
I'm trying to be okay
I really am
Because I don't care.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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