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Aug 2012
I
though I
saw you board
the plane but it
was just my imagination. I
close my eyes and pretend it
was you and you turn around to
say that you're sorry, that you still love
me but it's not you, you're not her. I
open my eyes to the years and memories fall.
© Cassie Mae Writings 2012
Cassie Mae
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Cassie Mae
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