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Mar 2014
I miss the thing we once had
even the time you me mad
just one more day with you
would make me glad
well bad

They say you have squeeze it and hold
keep close and own them
consider these moment
holy

Not that many people
get to know what we had
you had my heart and treated it like glass
it was whole once more because of I had found love at last


That what we had how could it go bad
you broke my heart it
was like a dart
in the dark

Still looking for the pieces that are
scattered in the dark
Marcus White
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