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Jun 2013
Even after how many times I've washed these sheets
I still smell them and think of you.
Even after I hear that song for the hundredth time,
I still wait for the line that we used to sing together.
Even after I see you with her,
I still hold onto the hope that we’ll work it out.
But it’s hard to realize that
Even after
Doesn't mean *ever after.
Mia Marie
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Mia Marie  Small Town, California
(Small Town, California)   
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