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A Typical Cliche, DNR.

by michelle-s

This is misplaced guilt watching you spiral, I have to remind myself it's not my fault. I can't bring myself to care the same again, We were never meant to last as long as we did. Self destruction is all too familiar. I wouldn't wish it on anybody, it's not your fault. I'll always wish you the best happiness. You know a girl like me, I was never meant to be  yours. How these tables have turned, there's somebody that will Be there like you once were. But I won't be at fault. I choose to follow my heart to bliss, Nothing will stop me from this. I hate to say it, but I hope you can Follow your chest. You know you've got it For a reason.
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Published
Sep 27, 2012
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