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Jun 2013
we will never be just friends
there will always be this soft spot
this tender flesh you left so bruised

my head will always turn at your name
and every time that song plays
it will cut me just as deep as the first time

I will be married
you will be miles away
I'll still be blushing at the way you looked at me
Kate
Written by
Kate  Houston.
(Houston.)   
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