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The long lost

I had a friend
I'll be back she says
I'll be waiting I say
Tears still running down my face
I look for that blue/purple jetta
Every time I go to where we used to hangout
It was my refuge
Now just a sour memory
8 months after the initial 3 months
I saw you
All dressed in white
You came home
Got married
Then all promises forgotten
You left like a whisper once again



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