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It has been quite some time since i first met you and it has been a year since i left , i can't forgive you or my self, but i already moved on.
 life can surprise us all is many ways.
 Not saying that it is all fine ,not saying that i don't worry any more, but i don't cry not any more but also now i am more blue than ever.
life is going well, but for all the fuckers i have met ,  i will tell your stories , when i write about someone i just kill their memories from my head to papers or blog , so they would become nothing more than just memories , every single one of you have a color every one will get his turn on the line  >she said <
you won't be the first.

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