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Just to be Sure

I search, I'm dying
I found, I'm flying
It ends, I'm falling, down.

We're through, she told me
I wish, she'd hold me
But friends, they told me that she left town.

It felt, like everything
It ended like nothing
I knew, I wasn't anything to her.

To ignore her, or to ask her
I had to choose the latter
I knew I'd get hurt, but I had to be sure.
Written by Eriko
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