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My Personal MP3

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Sometimes, I think about you.
Maybe, I think about you, a lot.
It hurts.
No.
It kills,
To know that your not thinking of me.

So, what do we do with that now?
Do I move on.
Or do I stay.
Striving for one,
One,
Last conversation with you
Before the night ends.

It kills
Even more,
That regardless the pain.
I would press rewind
And play “you” over again.

My own
Personal
MP3.*





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