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Sep 2018
You loved me,
I loved you too.
You hurt me,
I shattered you.
You won't let me,
Pick the pieces back up.
Instead you let,
A year pass us.

Your not shattered,
You're now my friend.
Then you loved me,
I loved you too.
I hurt you,
It shattered you.
You won't let me,
Pick the pieces back up.
It hurts me,
To be shut out.

We don't talk,
Or smile,
Or wave.
You found a way,
To pick up the pieces,
Yourself.
Jakob Rogier
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Jakob Rogier  Jasper, In
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