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 Jun 2016
Enola Cabrera
You left and I wanted nothing more than to
Die
For how could I live without you?
But I decided to try and soon realized
**You already killed me
 Apr 2016
OH NINA
you're dangerous, too dangerous.
i whisper to my heart almost everyday,
but continued to adore you anyway.
 Apr 2016
The Last Wordsmith
Woken by a pain, I should no longer feel,
still nursing old wounds, that refuse to heal.
And in the cold, dim light of day,
I know I'll always, feel this way.
But thought I try, I can't make things right,
I still miss my angel, every night.

— The End —