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Mar 2013
Just a casual conversation,
Between a few friends,
Your name came up,
I don't know how,
I guess I blacked out,
They ask me if that was someone I knew,
Was I suppose to tell the truth?
I couldn't stop my heart from weeping,
I felt the raw pain in my throat,
I replied in a bit if a sob,
and in my last breath I cried,
I used to.
R A Sanders
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R A Sanders
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