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Mar 2016
It's not the same
As it once was
I was sad, you went out
All night
No call, no reply
The nights that I spent
Crying, depressed
With a melancholy outlook for life.
Now I enjoy myself, I have friends
While you are waiting on me
But the jokes on you,
you'll be waiting forever.
Allura Dannon Smith
Written by
Allura Dannon Smith  Dayton, Ohio
(Dayton, Ohio)   
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