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in passing my heart flung out flung out right out of my mouth right there you were the scenario was on repeat in my brain too bad i hit stop eight months ago thanks for jogging my memory i suppose you never left in the first place your lips were painted pink and i asked you, so this is the way you are now? through bits of heart and fragmented crying spells plese do not l e a v e m e a g a i n ! it hurts right here right here h u r t s right. so pleased i did not see your name enlisted under obituaries this morning.