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Mar 2014
i was going through hell and you were my piece of
heaven,
and now i can't tell if you gave me a taste of something i can't
have
and now i talk to someone that i sometimes need, that i sometimes
(want)
i guess it doesn't matter if this guy actually wants me for
me
but doesn't it hurt worse
now
knowing he's your best friend?
another double meaning poem.
Claire Elizabeth
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Claire Elizabeth
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