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Sep 2012
it’s not fair.
i waited for you for ninety days
and you never told me you only intended
to have a make-believe romance
for fourteen days,
then leave me high and dry
not even a week after i really fell for you.
you didn’t mean to,
but you were playing with me.
Kate Louise
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Kate Louise
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