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Feb 2014
Looking through old photos
You were so perfect
But I see through that now
Every time I look at you I remind myself how
I was never good enough
And the images of us together have left me
Just like I left the old photographs that now lie in the trash
Except one which I couldn't bring myself to throw away
The one of us at the snow
Laughing and having fun

Because some things are worth remembering
Liv
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