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Where's home?

Truthfully, I don't care whether I live or die. If there will be a tomorrow, or if now is my last moment. But I care, just enough to see you smile. I don't know what that means to you, but I know what that means to me. This world is Sad. But you're not what makes it so. You are what it looks like to feel worth while. Being apart of your world, makes me so mad living in mine. I'm ready to journey to the stars but are you ready to watch me leave?
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cayce-mcquillan
20 / F
For You?
Written by
cayce-mcquillan
20 / F
Published
May 15, 2017
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