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Apr 2016
The words I write on this page won't even matter,
Because you're my number one but to you I'm just the latter,
I don't know if it's a phase or if we're wasting each others time,
Or it's become a stupid show you can no longer mime,
But you stopped telling me how you're feeling,
And ever since I haven't been ******* breathing
I don't want you to forget me
Written by
Merry Swain
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   Mason
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