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Nov 2016
Soon
A memory of what you once thought you wanted
Right now
The memories keep following me like I’m haunted
Maybe
It was because it was only you who loved me when I felt unwanted
Really
Between you and me there is no one in this to blame
Because
All you and I do is play these pretty sounding word games
In the end
It didn’t fix the silence between us

that always came
Zoe Green
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Zoe Green  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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