Lost

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Sometimes when I think back to when we were together I cry alittle. But I always remeber you were my lesson not my blessing. I miss you sometimes. But I will never forget how you broke a part of my heart.  For along time I was afraid to have people close to me. But I know now not all people tear you down like you did. I somtimes get lost but I always find my way back. But you, you Will never feel what real love is or have real friendships and have real people who care about you,so I feel sorry for you more than I feel sorry for myself.

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