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Jul 2013
I hate this pain.
It always comes down like rain.
Go ahead and make up your mind it won't be the first time.
Go ahead and hate.
I promise I won't break.
Just let it be.
I know what's best for me.
I just want to be held.
Since you left me in the cold.
Take my heart.
It just had its last beat.
You let me go.
And, I thought you loved me, too?
You stuck me with a thorn.
Now, my heart is torn.
Written by
Gabby Jo Simpkins  Dayton.
(Dayton.)   
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