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Nov 2012
Why don't you date?
  a question I hate
Why can't you see
it's not right for me?
My heart is too young
  yet already been broken
I hang on to every
word you have spoken
But I'll fall so fast,
hit ground so hard

The shatter of a million
pieces of my heart
Written by
That Girl
439
   Timothy
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