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Created on: April 02, 2009
You had just moved into town
Not knowning a single soul
But your father made friends with my grandfather
And that is how we would meet
We were in the same grade
With me being the popular one
Late night calls and AIM
Boy I knew you were just the one
After a few years had past
The calls became few
I asked was something wrong
Because the feeling was gone
Now when we talk
Things just don't seem the same
I guess it all happened
That night I shared my feelings
But you had mixed emotions
Never should have let my guard down
Although you will be the one missing
All of my late night kissing
So don't try to come back
After you realize I made you crack
Breaking down and saying
Why did I let her go
And wanting things like they were before.
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