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Thursday, November 25, 2010
When you can't compose yourself, compose a song.
I miss you a lot Bubble gum, and I still have the photo from my 12th birthday party of us framed in my room. Threes years ago was probably one of the worst times of my life. I know your family misses you terribly. I'm going to be your sister's sponsor for confirmation next year, that means a lot to me. I still regret how we stopped talking as much and how the last time i saw you was on the bus on the way home from school. But i miss you almost every day and i'll never forget you.
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