friend?

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i was a fool to think that i had a chance to be happy to see that one day you might see that i was the one who got away but that day you sent me that message was the day i felt as tho a gun was put  to my chest  an you where the one to pull the trigger im not writing this to make you sad or to make you feel bad i love that your happy thats all ive ever wanted was to see you happy because ive seen you hurt an even when you hurt me i still took you in an patched you up with my broken heart i can see that the peaces fit because you smile like your whole again be carefull with that heart of yours it might be made of gold but it still breaks like glass.

your friend no longer

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