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Jan 2015
rip
I kissed your lips for the last time this morning.
In a split second every memory I've ever had of you flooded through every inch of my body.
I waited for that bomb to go off in my chest, but I guess the fuse finally lost it's flame.
I think I finally know what it feels like to die.
-h
Halen
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Halen  Minnesota
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