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Dec 2019
Why
She taught me how to write.
She taught me how to sing.
She taught me to love.
She taught me to forgive.
She taught me to stand.
She taught me the stars.
She showed me the rain isn't so bad.
Now look at me.
My heart is bled.
Love turned to frustration.
Oh God.
Written by
Jack Brennan  18/M
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