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I crash my head into my hands for another night thinking of what could have been, what should have been. I sit regretfully, waiting for your call, waiting for the moment that you look around and realize that I am no longer such a huge part of your life. All the things that I should have said, that were never said. Now I am left to do nothing but move on and forget that I once harboured such ...

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