Heartache
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"It was a year ago and we were saying our goodbyes and it was this time and night after night I would cry as I love you so much.
Our time was limited in our time was short but even so I made you a home each and every time you came to me.
But it was not enough
not what you wanted so you left and moved on. And I was alone.
I moved on, but still so often looked back an...
Sunday 14th June 2015 2:48 am
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