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Dec 2015
What was it I loved?
The moments before the pain.
Why didn't it last?
In between, there were too many games.
Do your miss her?
Yes, but I rather shine without all of the shade.
Broken hearted?
That's what happens when deal with a *****.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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