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Feb 2010
It is not love
You and her, that is not love.
                            (you and I were)
She doesn't know anything
(she wouldn't know if you've died)
about you.

You still come to me -
I don't care if you won't admit it.
I will.

You and her, that is not,
It is not,
(it never will be)
love.

(And shoot me if it is.)
Written by
Chrissy
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