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Jun 2016
Things can’t get worse
I feel like I’m dying
Even tho it hurts
I really am trying
You say one thing
I say another
Our opinions differ
We’re not good for eachother
You sit on your throne
Playing with my guilt and sadness
I can’t help but think
You enjoy my madness
You peer at me without a word
I can't stand you judging eyes
I silently let it go
Breathing exasperated sighs
Being so close is definitely not good
We need some time apart
I think alone time is what we need
Then we can make a fresh start
That Girl With The Notebook
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That Girl With The Notebook  Queens
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