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Jun 2015
I understand where you're coming from, so I'll leave you alone.
But that doesn't mean that I can't hope, you're still reading my poems.
And maybe feeling a little at home.
And baby I know that you won't.
But I can still hope, you know where I'm coming from.
That this wasn't how,
This was supposed to go.
Idek what I'm writing about anymore. There's no point for these words but they just come up like that. I wonder how long you hope this lasts? I wonder how long it will last? Just ***** the only way you feel at home is by smiling at my suffering haha.. Oh well. That's why the title is *******.
EphemeralLikeGold
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EphemeralLikeGold  23/M
(23/M)   
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   NV and Kodis
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