fourteen

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slowly i'm starting to forget you
i met someone else
but he isn't you.

first, he was so nice to me
called me his love, his soul
but he isn't you.

he always told me how pretty i am
that he would love to marry me one day
but he isn't you.

after a while he started ignoring me
i was nothing to him anymore
he was like you.

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