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Mar 2014
We move on. And try not to dig up the past, but alas, we have lost our will at last. The walls have crumbled, we have to get out fast. But what's the use with no excuse to tie the noose, or light the fuse! I don't know. We just have to **** it up don't we? But don't forget who your meant to be or what you meant to me. Don't let the lies they told cover what you're meant to see. You're meant to be alive, so I won't let you live a lie. If you truly want to be gone, I'll sing my songs, just fall in my arms. Start complaining, I could listen to you talk all night long. But you refuse to, don't you? That's all because I hurt you without meaning to. I said the wrong things and I never thought of the pain that it would bring. I'm sorry. I went as far as to buy you a ring. I thought you could wear it. But you're gone now. I just have to grin and bare it. We move on and try so hard to not dig up the past. But alas, all I can say is. I know how much I hurt you at last.
Triiniity
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Triiniity  Maine
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