jessaWhisper

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dusty dinner tableshe's six years old, / and every morning / her mommy would sit in her room
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May 20, 2013
no sweet nothingsif you sigh / and tell me that he doesn’t love you, / if you sigh
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May 25, 2013
please pretend with methis is me / thinking back / to the 'me' i was before,
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May 27, 2013
say the wordi want a love / that will make me feel / like the world
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May 21, 2013
sheeta boy so passionate that he melted the stars like wax, / his words so powerful they wriggled underneath the asphalt pavements / and cracked their way back up again.
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May 19, 2013
Then, Now, ThenIt’s dark, and I know you can’t hold it in anymore. / It’s over, your secrets rotting all over the floor. / Because that very first night,
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May 19, 2013
tsunamisi get tidal waves of missing you, / after only a couple of hours. / the waves are strong and demand attention,
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May 19, 2013
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