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Aug 2015
life is as boring as a park with no kids in it; I am the park craving for you to come visit, but I never know when someone will show

I miss you like the moon misses the sun; it's unfortunately night and they are separated by time of day

you are like the tiara to my sleep; it doesn't really make sense, but neither does you staying in my life

I crave your love like a kid craves chocolate; you're so bad for me, but I love that I get you

I wait for your presence like a little kid waits for an ice cream truck that's already past; I waste all my time
sitting, and thinking about what I want.

the sun would never wanna see the day where she doesn't pass the moon, that's how I feel because I never wanted to lose you, but you're gone.
-h.m.
Heidi Mason
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Heidi Mason  19/F
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