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i saw her. she's so pretty. maybe that's why. maybe that's the reason you forgot so quickly. maybe all men are like that. they forget just as soon as a better choice comes along. men are such pigs sometimes. then again, what could i do? you still tell me you love me. you still hold me the way you always do. you tell me i'm wrong, that there's nothing between you to. i ought to believe you. i ought to. but i can't help wondering what would have happened if i didn't come back to you when i did. |
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