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Jul 2014
One day you were here,
The next I was crying,
Why did they have to say,
You were dying?
I put on my fake smile,
And put on my mask,
Just for them to say
It wouldn't last?
No one told me
Why it had to be you,
All they said was it was to be
And that was the end,
From me to you.
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