Without

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By longingchainsme

Who do you think you are? Thats right, I know who. Mr. Imperfection The one I always fall for The boy with all the flaws The guy who hurts me in the end I tried to get rid of you The memory you embedded in my brain Those nights in the car Those days at the park I hate that you are fine That you left me...like this I am not who you met 4 years ago I am not that little girl you left Who do you think I am... Without you

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