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Mar 2014
You saw my heart,
Through a growing,
Haze of lies.
You heard the break,
In my  laugh.
Saw the cracks,
In my smile.
But I guess
It doesn't matter
Anymore
Because apparently
You didn't care enough
To fix me.
Caitlin Cook
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