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Jan 2013
Remembering every good thing hurts worse than the bad things you did.

Thinking of every pretty word you said cuts deeper than every name you called me.

Recalling how happy you made me then, leaves bigger scars than the ones left from how much I hate you now.

Let go. Let go. Let go.
J
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