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Sep 2013
I never said I was sorry. I wasn't. I never am. Go cry yourself to sleep and forget I even said something. Forget I even breathed. No wait.

I'm a lair.
I'm a lover.
I'm no good.

Hey can you promise me something? Can you promise that when the morning comes you'll forget what I said? You'll forget I existed.

I know I hold you down
Like a devil
Like a saint

Like the ghost of a lost soul who once was in love.
But I don't know what love feels like.
All I know is that it is as fickle as the wind. All I know is that it makes you cry at night.
All I know is that I'd rather not know at all.

Go home. Forget it.
Say you never knew me....
Jade Elon
Written by
Jade Elon  The Sunset Village
(The Sunset Village)   
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   James Hughes
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