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Sarah knew the truth I found, When she crossed our common ground. She looked at me and felt the same, Sarah won't forget that day. I'm sorry Sarah, for the mess I made, I'll never forget that game we played. Sarah saved my soul that day, I'm sorry Sarah- you felt such pain. I am only ever so sad, I'm sorry Sarah, but I cannot be mad. You want me to be happy, I guess. Just not when my head is such a mess. My knees were streaked with red, While Sarah watched as all my words bled... A million stories a thousand times, Of ten hundred different crimes. I'm sorry Sarah played that game, Because Sarah already felt the same.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 5:49 PM UTC
Sarah
Sarah knew the truth I found, When she crossed our common ground. She looked at me and felt the same, Sarah won't forget that day. I'm sorry Sarah, for the mess I made, I'll never forget that game we played. Sarah saved my soul that day, I'm sorry Sarah- you felt such pain. I am only ever so sad, I'm sorry Sarah, but I cannot be mad. You want me to be happy, I guess. Just not when my head is such a mess. My knees were streaked with red, While Sarah watched as all my words bled... A million stories a thousand times, Of ten hundred different crimes. I'm sorry Sarah played that game, Because Sarah already felt the same.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 5:49 PM UTC
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