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the first couple of months

life like a plastic cup

light, throw, and tossed

the road has never been this rough

I feel my loss

and I'm tired just to be tough

remember I called

we talk and spilled

on everything and anything

but most of it

you heard me crying

you said it's okay

this is just a phase

life is fair, too fair

sometimes it betrays

you break and dent

it shapes you at the end

I really want to see you again

I waited for months

we sit in this local dining

my problem and I

we talking and listening

fast forward

to seven years later

I'm in the backseat of your car

just like we were fifteen

back from the beginning

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