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You never said thank you for the rides home You never returned the looks in the hallways The texts with the girl of the same name, I would never do that to you
Forlornness does not—come with Ease— So many sad—Faces, I could not come to Terms with Death; Therefore, I felt Nothing. My honest Lack—of Emotion— Made me feel more—Detached.
Why not me. Look at them, they seem so happy Hand in Hand, drowning in the endless pools of each other's eye Oceans of euphoria, smiles real big like a child watching fireworks
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