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Dec 2015
I wish people were like money so,
you could hold them up to the light and see
which ones are your  real friends
and which ones are your  fake friends
                              
                        ­          I wish you                                    
knew how much i liked you,  
how much I enjoyed talking to you
and how much I miss when you were **Mines
Your past is just a story and once you realize this it has no control over you
Bunhead17
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Bunhead17  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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