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Nov 2018
Get over it
He left
He told you
That you weren’t
The one

His words
Sting in you head
Ran our course
Not attracted
I’m done

You licked
The wounds
Cried the tears
Cursed the gods
Moved on

I’m ok
Boys come and go
My heart mourns
As others long
To take his place
Bethany
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Bethany  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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