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Sep 2013
Is the hardest thing for me to suffer
Millions of thoughts trying to make sense,
Be angry, be sad, say you want to **** me
Any sign that you care

How did we go from 'I miss you'
To not a message, a call, or a prayer
I always mess it up
Call me do you dare
Jamie
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