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Feb 2016
And I lay in pieces on the floor.
Little do you know I kept my promise, and I'm free
free from the chains that bound me,
Like we always talked about, like we dreamed
and I could show up at your door and tell you, but the damage is too grave
Because the minutes ticked past due and
Your cuts are too deep I fear my bandages cannot heal them
So instead the silence will be all my own
And I'll fumble with the glue
Trying to piece myself back together
And even though I can taste your forever on my tongue,
I should let you move on,
Because my love won't be able to quench your thirst
Because it's the hesitation that kills you, that killed me
Payton
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Payton  27/F
(27/F)   
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   --- and Jesica
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