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Mar 2012
Thoughts of you
Suppress my brain
With each thought
My heart gets a shot
Of pain

I hear you are moving on
Starting to date
I am glad for you
It is only me I can hate
I am the one to blame
I miss holding you
Watching the candle flame

Never knew
That both fires in the room
Would burn out
Ryan King
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     Bernadette and Ryan King
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