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Dec 2012
What's the point of asking,
when we could never be?
Everything we had
was blown away in the wind.
I don't think I'll get over the fact
that a single mistake ruined us.

All those plans....
wiped out.

Even though we are just friends now..
I can't help but want more

Because I'm still in love with you're old self

and your new personality is alien
Alice Kay
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Alice Kay  Imagination
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