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it's funny how a person's scent continues to linger even though they haven't been around for ages or maybe worn that shirt you still keep at the bottom of your wardrobe it's sad that after all this time, i still remember the way you smiled every time you laugh, your eyes crinkle up and your laughter propagates filling the emptiness inside of me maybe it's my fault that i've invited you in and allowed you to build a home for yourself i can't let you go but at the same time i can't wait to kick you out
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
I've Played With Fire
it's funny how a person's scent continues to linger even though they haven't been around for ages or maybe worn that shirt you still keep at the bottom of your wardrobe it's sad that after all this time, i still remember the way you smiled every time you laugh, your eyes crinkle up and your laughter propagates filling the emptiness inside of me maybe it's my fault that i've invited you in and allowed you to build a home for yourself i can't let you go but at the same time i can't wait to kick you out
one day i'll forget u and all of this will be a memory but once a upon a time we were genuinely happy together and now i'm sitting here at 12:36AM wondering what went wrong
sunkenskies
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
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