LXXXIV. if we ever get back

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when you smile at me, I won't forget
how your face held so much despise

when you look at me, I won't forget
how your eyes cut through like ice

when you talk to me, i won't forget
how you'd always turn away

when you show you care, i won't forget
how you left me alone to die

when I don't come back, means I never forgot.
But you'll never understand why

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