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Those long drives
As you held my hand
And he does it better
But you would
Never understand
You thought it was
All sensory
But now your just
A regretted memory
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YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoetryThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
