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When I Was Yours

by zombiebatman

I miss you. I'm sorry that I do... I can't help it though. I just seem to reap anything I sew. All I can do is wait here. While I shed my tears... I love you so much. But... Your words, they feel like cuts.

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Published: Feb 15, 2014
Time: 1m

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