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Nov 2014
Now no I haven't met her, but you talk of her a lot
and no I haven't seen her, but you're friends all say she's hot
You used to run your fingers through my hair
with those hands that now touch her everywhere
and you once said my hair was perfect and so
I can't believe your now saying the same to that ***
I'm sorry, I shouldn't be jealous of her
I just want things back how they were
but she's yours now and I am not
but I still think about you a lot
even though you left and I don't know why
you didn't even stop, to say goodbye.
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