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marseille

what would you say. if i said. that i thought. that you loved me just for a second in time. but for now you’re above me picking chrysanthemums by the lake never felt so appealing teaching me how to speak cause you're a decent human being those peachy rose cheeks would you mind if i picked one surrounded by that soft tan from playing in that big sun and your name should be Pooh cause your persona is honey my queen bee yessiree she makes the stickiest worries funny though hey. yes i know. that you don’t really love me but one day. it will pass. like the spring. blossom lovely
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jonathan-keeley
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Apr 14, 2015
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s/o to my hot french teacher she's dope

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#love#poetry#life#heart#summer#you#spring#sunday#shitty#france
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