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Nov 2017
I feel you walking in the crowd
I see your face among the clouds
I smell your cologne on my old sweater
I know it was easy for you to forget her

The one who helped you through disaster
Now wears a smile made of plaster
The woman who called the rescue team
Is now the girl who only sees you in a dream

Just promise me you're happy now
And please forgive my furrowed brow
I'm still jealous of how you moved on
And left me in that place to fawn
Written by
Olivia Ventura  19/F
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