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Aug 2014
Looking at how much fun you have with her
Is what really kills me inside
Just the look on your face when you look at her
It tears me apart and puts me back together all wrong
I'm not the same after I've seen the two of you do something cute
My attitude just plummets
Knowing that our friendship isn't worth as much to you as it is to me
That my love is what real pain is
Brett Campbell
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