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half a boomerang
you were the one I called when I was crying,
the one I texted when I thought I was dying,
the one I wanted to see on a bad day,
you made all my troubles go away,
then it all tore apart,
I sat there and cried in the dark,
I waited for your text,
just a simple "hi",
finally you come back,
trying to walk into my life,
I'll never look at you the same,
the memories starting to fade,
you'll ...
Tuesday 2nd April 2024 5:08 pm
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