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Mar 2015
i’m sorry, with ****** tears running down my cheeks down to the floor (im sorry you had to see that part of me), and the blood from my wrist running down my hand to the pool that had started from my eyes, me holding you as your brown and sparkling eyes,  look into my gray dull eyes, the sense of hope and happiness from your glow brings back my blue color, and makes me live for the day, you are my life source, my only person i think of 24/7 you are the  person i stay alive for, the person is.. is .. her name is ..
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