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' for what it's worth i would give anything not to have to do this ' that what he spoke to me his eyes shining in that moonlight he folded the coat and handed it to me my coat he kept it after all this time it smelled like him like cinnamon,vanilla,leather,gas,beer and gun powder everything that was now going to fade away as he did i saw it that little flash of regret set in his face hesitation almost i saw the deep sadness in his eyes as he slowly blinked that mesmerizing beauty that shone through his broken mask he wore everyday trying to keep everyone away but me i never listened oh no i never do i didn't stay away i couldn't bear it he was never broken in my eyes he was him he was my rope that i gripped onto tight but now my hands are so ****** and sore but was worth it every second but he turned around in his biker boots and walked to his car his back was slouching and he was quivering slightly 'turn around please that's all i need' i whispered he drove away i stood there watching him drive away leaving all our memories for me to deal with his car stopped and turned around leaving dust behind him he jumps out and swung the door open ' get in angel'
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 6:21 PM UTC
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' for what it's worth i would give anything not to have to do this ' that what he spoke to me his eyes shining in that moonlight he folded the coat and handed it to me my coat he kept it after all this time it smelled like him like cinnamon,vanilla,leather,gas,beer and gun powder everything that was now going to fade away as he did i saw it that little flash of regret set in his face hesitation almost i saw the deep sadness in his eyes as he slowly blinked that mesmerizing beauty that shone through his broken mask he wore everyday trying to keep everyone away but me i never listened oh no i never do i didn't stay away i couldn't bear it he was never broken in my eyes he was him he was my rope that i gripped onto tight but now my hands are so ****** and sore but was worth it every second but he turned around in his biker boots and walked to his car his back was slouching and he was quivering slightly 'turn around please that's all i need' i whispered he drove away i stood there watching him drive away leaving all our memories for me to deal with his car stopped and turned around leaving dust behind him he jumps out and swung the door open ' get in angel'
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 6:21 PM UTC
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