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Jan 2014
Don't tell me
it was all a lie
because I knew
at one point
it was real
more real
than my hand
in front of my face
don't tell me
those lovesick mornings
were for nothing
and that you meant
nothing
don't tell me
that you didn't mean it
because I know
at one point
you did
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Kelsey
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