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Dec 2016
No
His eyes weren't dark
And he didn't smoke cigarettes
He wasn't mysterious and stormy
He lacked charm and the ability of smooth talking

But he loved me
God, he loved me
And one day
He realized he didn't

And I will write about that for the rest of my life
Savannah Charlish
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Savannah Charlish  20/F/Portland, OR
(20/F/Portland, OR)   
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