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The Day


Today is the day I died inside. Today is the day where I only cried. The next day you smiled like thing was wrong. This weekend has been just way too long. Everyone thought that things were just fine Nothing at all was out of line. Apparently we were wrong and things weren't right Who knew this many tears would be shed this night? I've said it before And I'll say it again To me you'll always Be more than a friend. I loved you then Love you still Always have Always will.
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