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Everything good about them starts to hurt, doesn't it? Once you begin to realize that while you were    f          a                  l             l                  i              n                   g They were just biding time. While you were running towards them, they were searching for the exit. When you were m_ ss _ng them, they were looking for better people to see better places to be. When you were feeling C0nFus3d, their friends were laughing with them - at your expen$e. While you were falling     a p a r  t  high,    they were getting             not feeling a thing. While you were giving them the benefit of the doubt, they were doubting you had any benefits. While you were trying to p             a   t                       c  #  things up, They were trying to let you   d                                                     o                                                      w                                                                 n  easy. All of the good things become             rui   ne   d How lovely they made you feel Before doesn't matter. You were  d      r        a       g     g    i      n    g   out what they wanted to come to an end... Now all that you have left are the memories              a-t-t-a-c-h-e-d   to the p \ in that comes After. ©Kateland Dwyer 1/5/2017
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC
I'll thank you later ~
Everything good about them starts to hurt, doesn't it? Once you begin to realize that while you were    f          a                  l             l                  i              n                   g They were just biding time. While you were running towards them, they were searching for the exit. When you were m_ ss _ng them, they were looking for better people to see better places to be. When you were feeling C0nFus3d, their friends were laughing with them - at your expen$e. While you were falling     a p a r  t  high,    they were getting             not feeling a thing. While you were giving them the benefit of the doubt, they were doubting you had any benefits. While you were trying to p             a   t                       c  #  things up, They were trying to let you   d                                                     o                                                      w                                                                 n  easy. All of the good things become             rui   ne   d How lovely they made you feel Before doesn't matter. You were  d      r        a       g     g    i      n    g   out what they wanted to come to an end... Now all that you have left are the memories              a-t-t-a-c-h-e-d   to the p \ in that comes After. ©Kateland Dwyer 1/5/2017
I really loved her, from the moment that I met her. My whole life is just one long sad story. She's just another antagonist in a small chapter now. I had a better role planned out for her, but this is a true story and not many of those have happy endings. It wasn't what I thought it was anyways. I'm just a fool for love. Art comes from reality, not happiness... I guess that I should be thanking her.
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC
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