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Dec 2013
I woke up today
I just knew I didn't belong with you.
You always make be blue, I can't ever handle you.
My favorite memory I replay all the time.
Lying beneath the oak tree while your hand inter-wined with mine,
we were talking about our future,
turns out each one was just a little lie.
I don't want to see you anymore.
Get out of my life.
Sarah
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