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Jul 2014
Frank still makes me sad,
I think about all the dreams we had,
Chilling and smoking at the crib,
I don't know the last time I smiled like that.

Even when it got bad,
You were the only one I ever wanted,
Your side of the bed is still empty,
Has me turned around and
Thinkin bout all the things I did wrong.

And you were my man, yeah,
I mistrusted and I know,
You finally let go, and so,
I'm just still right here,
Thinkin bout all the things I did wrong.

Just thinking bout,
Maybe one day you'll see this,
Read this, Talk to me,
If not, I love you and
I'm thinkin bout all the things I did wrong
Yeah, All those stupid things.


I'm sorry.
Victoria Ellison
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