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Jul 2014
To remember the best
Is the worst kind of lie
"You only know what you have when it's gone"
That ******* makes me sick
There's a reason you got rid of it
Don't weep because the good times are over

And were always fictitious

Smile

Because that ******* won't hurt you anymore

You're free
And soon
You'll be happy again

Because the memories lied
You can make true memories now
Real and fair
The false regret shouldn't convince your feeling

There's a reason you left

The worst times out-weighed it

So remember that

The truth about the past:

It was ****.
CE
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CE  19/M/merrily on high
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