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im not sure why i still think about her or compare everything to her, but i do. last night was one of the first and only nights that i actually didnt dream about her but somebody else.
sometimes i get so sad that ill break down but no tears will come out of me. i ran out.
i remember the time she flushed down a bag of coke for me becauase she knew i was a recovered drug addict.
if she could see me now,
she would of reached into that toliet and grabbed it, maybe with my black ring too.
i wish i still had our engagement ring, but it should remind me how crazy she was.
sometimes i get so sad that ill break down but no tears will come out of me. i ran out.
i remember the time she flushed down a bag of coke for me becauase she knew i was a recovered drug addict.
if she could see me now,
she would of reached into that toliet and grabbed it, maybe with my black ring too.
i wish i still had our engagement ring, but it should remind me how crazy she was.