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Paige B.

Paige B.

Left Behind

As you walk away,
Without looking back,
I stand here, heart in my hands.
I wish you had stayed
Or that I’d done something different.
Why did you leave, when I needed you most?
I just wanted to have someone that would,
For once,
Stay.

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