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Mar 2010
At night I look up at the stars wishing you were here every time your no I want to cry. I loved you and you didn’t know it now it seems like you ignore me but yet we said we’d always be friends. My heart pumped when u were near me I felt happy I didn’t want it to end I saw a shooting star and whished on it but my whishes are only for you . I whispered your name and then closed my eyes and when I opened them looked your still not here. Not even shooting stars can bring you back. I know now that all the promises me made are officially broken.
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Mercy Everett
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