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Jun 2015
Where has my sun gone?
Stolen by the moon.
                           
                       You were an eclipse.

I've never seen a cigarette,
Burn out so quick.
And even if when you stared at it, it damaged your eyes. It was worth it, wasn't it?.. Wasn't it?... It literally wasn't.
EphemeralLikeGold
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