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• Note 19: Five Years After Conyngham

You could not utter one collegiate word
To describe the summer that tore you apart

You feared your twenties would swallow you whole,
so you tried your best to forget
The promises you made you knew would never come true
And what you swore could never come undone (if it killed you)

So what’s the use in tearing both our hearts out?
Don’t speak, you’ll swallow your words like when you were eighteen

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