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Jul 2018
You cheated.
She left.
Now you're crying like pouring milk.
Now you see the picture clearer like looking in a rearview mirror.

You hurt.
She is.
Now you truly know how she feels.
Hurt is a sample of some bitter pills.

Your personal thrill cost you.
Like the collapse of the stock market.
Now you broke seeking sympathy.
When all you get is empathy.
Now you know how she feels.
Afer losing your, special love.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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