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You told me that it was over, between you and her. You told me that you hated her, and that you never wanted to see her again. You told me that you wouldn’t answer, whenever she called. You told me that she was dead to you, dead to you as can be. So what do you go and do? You tell me that you still love her, and that you want to see her again. You answer your phone, only if SHE calls. You tell me that she is not dead, she is with you, and her with you to stay.

Written by Renee Eastman
Submitted by Renee Eastman
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