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May 2014
I tore your pictures down today,
Wiped your writing off my wall,
This cycle stays the same,
Waiting for a call,
I know I'll never get.

She doesn't waste her time,
With things that disturb her peace of mind,
Like me and all my friends,
We were just in the way,

I should have told you I loved you,
Or how much that I cared,
I should have known that you would crush me,
Too much for me to bear,

Time to pack up all my things,
Swallow what pride that I have left,
I should have never asked you over,
We never should have met.
Austin Pursley
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