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Jan 2014
It's too late now,
there's no turning around.
Whether I loved you or not-
I cared too much.
The hurt had rained all over me,
life seemed to pour out of my body.
You don't love me anymore,
even if you didn't love me at all.
We're at the point of no return-
not now.
Maybe one day
we'll be
meant to be
together.
Maytin Paige
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Maytin Paige
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