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I don't keep a journal
cuz i don't have to write it down
to remember how i felt
those days i couldn't wipe the smile away
And i don't take pictures
but maybe i should start
cuz my old friends have all become a blur
just one giant happy face
I wish i'd have known
they'd break me in half
if given half a chance
and one night alone
