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Oct 2014
I don't miss you.
I don't know why I think I do.
Because if you were here right now,
I don't even know how
I would live my life.
I can feel you creeping up again,
Trying to get back in,
Trying to tie up those pesky loose ends.
It ends here now before it ever begins.
I'm not going to let you hurt me again.
Colette Williams
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Colette Williams
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     Emma and Haydn Swan
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