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Dec 2013
I swear that you don't have to go,
I thought we could wait for the fireworks,
And thought we could wait for the snow
To wash over Georgia and **** the hurt.

I thought I could live in your arms,
And spend every moment I had with you;
Stay up all night with the stars,
Confess all the faith that I had in you.

It's too late, I'm sure.
I'm lonely.
Another night, another dream wasted on you.
Just be here, now.
septemb3r
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