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duct tape fixes everything but broken hearts

Paige B., Baldwinsville, NY By paigey669, Baldwinsville, NY

We ain't the same.
Our conversations aren’t what they used to be.
When we hang out, it’s not just you and me.
We ain't the same.
Change is hard,
heart break is harder.
Accepting the fact you don’t want me,
pushes me into depression farther and farther.
We ain't the same.
I wanna give up,
but I keep holding on.
I say I don’t need you,
but I know I’m wrong.
We ain't the same.
I want you back,
More than you know.
We ain't the same,
Oh no, we ain't the same.

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