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Jul 2013
I keep telling
Myself that everything
Happens for a reason
But I know
That's not true;
And I'm just
Trying to come
Up with excuses
For why you hurt me
So ******* bad.
Written by
julia  new york
(new york)   
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   BaileyBuckels
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