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Jun 2013
I'll admit it.
I've lied.
I remember each one.
I can tell you if it will help.
First when I said I didn't want to take things slow.
Second when I told you love wasn't something I believed in.
Third when I said you didn't have to say it back.
Forth when I told you I liked the necklace when I wanted a ring.
Fifth when I said I forgive you for being with her.
Sixth, a year later, when I told you I hoped you were doing well.
Seven, just now, when I said I don't love you anymore.
LP Foster
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LP Foster  Michigan
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