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Apr 2016
I just wrote 381 words all about you and how I no longer hurt when I think about you, but I can promise you that they were all a lie. Hot fudge brownies do not taste better than you. A car ride at night is not more fun than you.
How does the sting I feel every time I hear your name stop?
Sunset
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Sunset  Iowa City, IA
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