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The People We Used To Be

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Time 6m

"Will you just get over me?!" Hazel screamed "get over you! All those memories of us are stuck in my mind on replay. Your smile. Those eyes. How
 you could make me happy. Looking up at the stars. Those were some of our best memories, and I will never be able to erase them. If I could, they would be gone in a heartbeat. It'd be so much easier to move on. Forget you...like how you forgot me......"All Rights Reserved

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