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Kate Irons Feb 2015
broken mirrors and they still look like you
Kate Irons Feb 2015
dead flowers and they smell like you
Kate Irons Feb 2015
i needed you but you needed her more
Kate Irons Feb 2015
hold me until every tree loses it's leaves
and every harsh winter comes to an end
Kate Irons Feb 2015
All i can hear is you saying "It's okay" while
you push my head farther under the water
Kate Irons Feb 2015
Love is waking up each day and not wanting to be anywhere else
Kate Irons Feb 2015
Love is when you reach for her hand instead of the bottle
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