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Jan 2012
You confused me,
      I fall in love too fast.
  Falling into a pit of depression...

      I really did like you.
I thought, just for a second
      that you would be the one.

When you held me close to your chest
      when you held my hand so tight
           when you made the butterflies come back

I miss you, I miss him too...

     Maybe I miss him more...maybe I do
but what I miss about you
     is a fresh wound,
not a flesh wound.
Ginger Gray
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