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Aug 2015
I pretend that I'm alright, and that you aren't missed.

But I have a habit of fast forwarding and rewinding our last kiss.

Never knew forever would end so quickly.

And I'd be trying to replace you so swiftly.
Let go of people that don't want you to hold them.
Ivory Space
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