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Jan 2012
Why do I care so much,
When I feel as though I've moved on?
I've found someone better,
Someone who will give me the time of day.
But why do I care,
Why do I try?
Love and be loved,
I love and get nothing.
Not an ounce,
Not a drop.
I'm better off alone,
Forever alone
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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   Kate Elise
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