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You'll never read this. And I'll never see your face again. Not in real life anyway. It pops up. In my dreams. In my train of thought. Sometimes. Many years ago I thought We were The story of infidelity *** in the park Secrets And heartbreak. It turns out We were The story of lies Unintentional love Undeserved passion And lessons learned All the wrong ways. And now I know You didn't love me And you didn't love her. And I'm glad I'll never See your face again.
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 1:20 PM UTC
Hey you...
You'll never read this. And I'll never see your face again. Not in real life anyway. It pops up. In my dreams. In my train of thought. Sometimes. Many years ago I thought We were The story of infidelity *** in the park Secrets And heartbreak. It turns out We were The story of lies Unintentional love Undeserved passion And lessons learned All the wrong ways. And now I know You didn't love me And you didn't love her. And I'm glad I'll never See your face again.
ellen-bee
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 1:20 PM UTC
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