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Apr 2013
you broke all the promises
why am i blamed for all the hearts?
and don't you think i've punished myself
for not knowing you
enough already?

we are children with maturing to do.
me far less than you.
because you give up,
and i prefer to **** up.

you can't say you know until you've
been it.
been there.
Written by
Theodore C Sherman  Albany
(Albany)   
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   Kaitlynn
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