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~Lucky~ Truth is I miss him like crazy.
I have to say standing in the rain wasn't worth getting sick.
Dreaming of him every night, makes me sad.
Trying to get him out of my mind, impossible.
My heart beats his name over and over again.
His face rushes through my veins.
The memories I breathe over and over.
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