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Aug 2015
It might be over
we lost our passion
it was a trend, now out of fashion
It might all be gone
but I still exist
I am still here
I wont just disappear
You don't have to pretend that I am not a person
I am not air
And for every boy to do that to a girl is not rare
many, around the world
from every boy to the poor girl
we are strangers now
cant we talk?
we cant even walk together without you freaking out
do I have to shout?
Why cant we be friends?
Cant we just mend, what we once had
before the pain, before the love
friendship.
Ella Blue Poet
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Ella Blue Poet  on mars
(on mars)   
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   --- and Rapunzoll
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