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Jul 2017
I remember you
I remember when we would sneak
Out my window in the middle of the night
Just to walk
So we could talk
Laying in the hay field free of worry
Under the stars telling of our sad story
But now your  gone
I still remember you on my bedroom floor
But you never said goodbye
So why do I still think of you
The kind of person I would see in the hall
And hug before answering a call
I guess you've moved on
Changed for the "better" if you will
I wish you just told me
You had other places to be
Pitch Hiker
Written by
Pitch Hiker  19/F/United states
(19/F/United states)   
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     unnamed and Nadia DeLevea
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