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you know I miss you not talking to me all day hurts you but it kills me sadly... thinking all the time hoping shes thinks about me its crazy... you see... people don't understand me ... us... the love we contain in this life we spend plus trust if there is no trust who is the word we call "us"... maybe w don't have the connection anymore just two people who like to fuss don't for get how you stand vertical in my face and cuss ...I don't cuss cause trust is just not with us

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