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I still remember all the late nights, that turned into week long silent fights, out of sight it's hard to not see your face, my brain is quickly replaced, an image of brown hair, blue eyes, peach colored skin, a strong feeling when it did began, once it got more time, it only began to shrink, do you still miss me? i don't think, never starting over, always moving on, one good thing about humans is we're ALL strong, so don't be foolish, mental fatality, everyone is strong, no matter what nationality, the girl who is much better then you, no try, knows my emotions from just my sighs, like you did with my hi's, she see's my smile, and gets to claim me innocent on any trial.