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Jul 2012
We would pass notes,

we would pass each other

I liked to make out on the boat,

he liked to cuddle

Together we studied math,

together we stood and laughed

In San Diego we took a bath,

Los Angeles was all we had

He loved me so much it hurt,

I loved him but still Iā€™d flirt

I let him go cause I was dirt,

I let him go now I am hurt.
- September 7, 2010
Vanessa Cz
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