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Don't run.
011205
prom yesterday.
really an eye opener.
everybody looked gorgeous.
everybody was busy taking pictures.
imma miss everybody.
that's all. ciaos.
little did i expect that
you'd ever lie t me.
heartaches.
i nvr lied t you,
not ever in my life.
surrounded by a million people
but i feel lonely.
quit lying.
♥