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the waiting the gazing the panting the shaking the screaming the crying I must have been a memory, I must have been a melody. he says to call him, calling him home. and once again, the stars aren't shinning. I've learnt to fall, but not just for you. he called me friend, and kissed me slowly. It's like nothing ever was real for him. once again, I'm crying alone. with my thoughts, in my head. Why would I stay, he liked me like that. Why would he stay, he left me like that. the breaking the love making the kisses the smiling the hugging all were fake, a play just for you. you left and said you'll never miss me. I'm quiet as I'm crying alone, in mind, You're home. I'm waiting on him, crying for him, begging to be.
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