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Sep 2012
An old soul said he told me so.
He said I'd learn. He was right.
I told myself I'd never wake again to tears.
I'd never let someone else be the reason.
Summer's over. We're gone with the season.
I thought things were different.
Now all I can think is how much was true.
I'll never know. I only know how much I meant. How much you meant to me.
To say I'm hurt is obvious.
I didn't intend to get so close.
And when things got real, we were suppose to stick together.
I believed in you.
Alexandria Rae Mason
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