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Dec 2012
Come on Dylan

Do you remember me like I remember you?

Did you ever stop to think that I miss the old you?

The guy I used to know, the one I trusted with my life

I never thought you’d leave me, sitting in the dark

Hell yes I miss the old you, I want him back

So can I have my best friend again?

Where did he even go?
Tabitha Sullivan
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Tabitha Sullivan  Maine
(Maine)   
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