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Dec 2013
One thing leads to the next; out of no where you were gone.
So this night will be no sleep; no use for counting sheep.
While the sound of your name haunts me all night long.

But I feel so free, since you walked out of my sight.
Trying to convince myself that I feel numb
I’m not lying; I’m only denying.

As soon as I saw your inner face, I should have erased you
But how can I? Knowing I can’t live without you!
Unfortunately I wasn’t wrong, but I’ll pretend I was
Josue B
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Josue B  Riverside, CA
(Riverside, CA)   
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