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Just a Memory
Even now I wanna cry when I think of that night.
The night where I had no control and you were in charge.
The night where my whole world changed in a matter of minutes.
I still don't understand how you could lay a hand on me.
They used to be gentle touches,
Not angry fists that cut up my face.
How could you?
We were friends.
Did you think that it was okay for you to hurt me in a way no one else has before?
Did you think it was okay to take a part of me and tear it to shreds?
Did you really think that it was okay to do what you do, and never look back?
You changed me.
I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to find myself again.
Not after that night.
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