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Sep 2013
When I'm dead
I don't ever want to feel
your existence at my grave and
hear you mourn for me to come back
and how much you really do love me
and how much you really miss me
because you're the reason I'm 6
feet under the ground and
those are the words I
needed to hear when
I was roaming
around the
streets
next to
you

j.f
Jacqueline Flores
Written by
Jacqueline Flores  22/Miami
(22/Miami)   
595
   ---, annmarie and Barbie x
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