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How Could You
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Complete, First published Jun 14, 2017
How could you? You hurt me with all your lies and all those jokes you hurt me you left with out a good bye yet I still cry I didn't want to hurt I didn't want to cry but the pain lasted for days you took my time and everything I had left to a childhood  you broke me yet you don't care you made my nights sleepless my days worry some and all I can do is day dream or think about how my life was before you I don't know how to forget what you have done to me but I guess in time I will and in time I will forget you you will be replaced but for now I am not okay I feel like crying and punching and kicking and screaming but I'm told I'm strong so I can't I hold it all in and just take deep breathes and stay emotionless because I am strong and brave I can do this
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