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Nov 2012
Why are you trying to forget while I struggle to keep the memories alive? Holding the cigarette between my fingers just like you taught me – trying to take advantage of every memory.
Knowing that it’s far over but still keeping you with me incase.
Just so you know I was thinking of you. Just so you know.
However all done in vain - you have forgotten, erased and damaged anything that was left.

Here to us, we had it good.
Exquisitely Forlorn
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Exquisitely Forlorn
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   Harley Rae and ---
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