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Darling, You will find the pages of my diary so perfectly kept, filled with your name my dear, You will be rummaging around to find a reason why honey, you might find the letters hidden under my mattress full of confessions it’s over. They will all stay preserved in a way that only happens when the life that was brought to those things is taken away. Like an airless balloon or handless glove. I cannot fathom to imagine what you will look like. I feel as though through time finding someone who does what I did and more won’t be hard. As for me, after tonight I will never. You will be preserved as my one and only. Forever and always.
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 4:36 AM UTC
Cans and dried roses
Darling, You will find the pages of my diary so perfectly kept, filled with your name my dear, You will be rummaging around to find a reason why honey, you might find the letters hidden under my mattress full of confessions it’s over. They will all stay preserved in a way that only happens when the life that was brought to those things is taken away. Like an airless balloon or handless glove. I cannot fathom to imagine what you will look like. I feel as though through time finding someone who does what I did and more won’t be hard. As for me, after tonight I will never. You will be preserved as my one and only. Forever and always.
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Chadian
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 4:36 AM UTC
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