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Dec 2013
One day my words will be worth millions,
Then you'll see,
All the broken you've made of me.

You'll tun back around,
And hope to find,
That sad little girl
you left behind.

One day my words will be worth your time,
Then I'll see,
All the broken you've made of me.

And you'll turn back around,
Just to find,
I am too far gone.

My words are worth millions,
And billions,
They're worth more than your time,
And mind.

Dear, I hope you remember,
The days I wept for you to find,
Find that I am worth your time.

For now I am gone,
Too far gone,
And I am never looking back
To the sad little girl,
That wept and wept.

This is a piece of me,
I'll give to you,
So you can remember,
The years I spent,
Falling,
Falling,
Falling for you.
For now, you'll never forget,
We could have been,
We should have been...

I hope you remember my words are worth millions,
And billions,
These 170 were just for you.
Written by
Lucy Denton
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