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Jul 2017
Every time I drive home
late at night
my mind tells me to
drive to you,
but I haven't heard from you
in months.
I still wonder if you
ever regret kissing me
goodbye for the last time.
If you replay the moment
in your head over and over
again, wishing
you had never changed your mind.
We all know feelings and life
change like the weather
and there was nothing I could have
done to get you to stay.
poems in the clouds
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       Pagan Paul, Elliott, Alexandra Provan, Madeon, -A- and 1 other
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