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May 2014
Two months ago,
I would have done anything
To make us work.
To make you happy.

Two months ago,
I was yours and you were mine

Today,
You want me back.
You want to prove to me
That you've changed,
That you're not the same.

But today,
I think it's too late.
I'm battling between the voice
In my head, and the voice
In my heart.
Paris
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Paris  New Orleans.
(New Orleans.)   
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