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Oct 2013
I've been a broken record,
Since I've been put "on probation."
"I just love him, so much;"
"I just miss him;"
"I just want to be able to talk to him,
But he just . . . can't."

And the worst part is,
you know all this.
You know exactly
what's happening to me.
And that's why you left.
That's why you left me
to be on my own
for a while.
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I'm accomplishing nothing
saying this.
It's all I've been saying
for the past three
weeks,
and
I just . . .
To Austin.
R W
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R W
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