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Jan 2015
16
They told me to get over you
I had to fall in love with myself
But how?
Every inch of my
Sun kissed skin
Starry soul
Was touched by perfection
When your lips
Crashed against mine
How can I fall in love with
The me that
You made
I'll cry instead
And die a little inside
Like the way I did
When you first touched me
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   Nisey
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