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May 2018
He gave me the moon and stars
Then took them back away
Leaving me alone in the dark
Didn't see this coming from the start

Now I'm picking up the pieces
But it's not quite the same
I see you never cared at the least
It was all just fun and games
But I'll carry on, with you gone

And it hit me like a tornado
Threw me around and killed our love
No time was there to prepare
All that was left is despair

Now I'm picking up the pieces
But it's not quite the same
I see you never cared at the least
It was all just fun and games
But I'll carry on, with you gone

Drowning in sorrow, awake as can be
It was all for granted, now that I see

Now I'm picking up the pieces
But it's not quite the same
I see you never cared at the least
It was all just fun and games
But I'll carry on, with you gone
Jenni Littzi
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Jenni Littzi  36/F/Florida
(36/F/Florida)   
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