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May 2014
He broke my heart so quickly 
So fast as I hoped it'd be 
Faster than my mouth could speak 
I couldn't get a word in
That was it 
It was over 
The love I'd hoped he'd be 
He broke my dreams 
So easily
Like an hor dourve 
No thank you please
Priorities.
From his smile
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   Ryan Hoysan, --- and ---
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