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A broken postcard...



It was then I realized I had lost a friend. It was then I realized that she had moved on. It was then I realized that all those times that I was there for her were in vain,
She no longer cared because I hurt her once but loved her a million times.
Here lies a broken postcard I will not get.

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But I'll still check my mail, with hope that life will change.

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