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May 2013
You and I,
are woven pieces of ribbon.
Connected from opposite ends of the globe.
Kept apart by 14 hours,
yet inseparable in our hearts

But we're broken

Ripped apart by circumstance
hearts slashed and wrists soaked red

We can't keep each  other alive
when one of us is already dead

And yet,
neither of us know which

For tho our love for our friendship is infinite

Secrets still lie within.
Teigh
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