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She Cared

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kiwiootori

Published: Oct 29, 2014

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She said she didn't care
And that she didn't love him,
But when he called her up
Crying, she caved,
And he took another
Piece of her heart away

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ClassyNerd16

Jan 23, 2016

Very beautiful and sad. Heart

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