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Aug 2013
You and I ,
sitting on the
old oak bench
where we once carved
"I+B= 4evr"
with a framed
heart around it

the day you told me
you loved me so
you promised
you'd never let
go
and how you
promised me forever

but here we
are now
sitting on the oak
bench where we
once carved
"I+B= 4evr"
chatting about how
you promised me
forever
and what went wrong
and why I am no
longer yours
    and how
         you are no
longer
      mine.
Brittney Anne
Written by
Brittney Anne
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