| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - m long agoHe not a friend, he wasn't even whenThere was a chance we would relent in time.Except I dint; now he is tracking me again.There is a boy who once knew a boy I loved.he is on my list and says, keep in touch.The friend I longed for is not friending meWell, I not suppose it matter very much.Was a boy, I thought wasn't good enoughHe brought his heart, I kept saying nonono.Facebook says he marrie
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