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Aug 2014
god, I'm sorry
I don't know what I did
or even what happened between us
but I know that I ****** up
and to be honest,
you did too
but there's no excuse
for me ripping your heart out
then stepping on each and every
shattered piece that lay on the floor
I don't know what was going through my head
other than I was hurt, alone and confused
but I know now that no matter
how many "sorry"s I send
through text or Skype
it will never
be enough
wow I ****** up.
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   Creep, ---, --- and AJ
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