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100 Times More

I tell myself to cry wash his memory away cleances him from your soul I've writen this poem,so many times and each time I know I'am going to write it a 100 times more so go on cry everyone know's, your all alone can they see your crying soul can they know your pain he loves me not so gos my pain and my heart beat 100 times more and with every whimper she echos out I feet her pain and want her to pump no more!

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