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Sep 2015
I found you in my dream
You gave me butterflies.
They'd live in my chest,
And their wings would beat against my heart.
Nothing will ease this ache,
This pain, this blank space.

I woke up more empty.
Because the fact is,
I was never good enough to be your first choice.
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annvelope  Stockholm
(Stockholm)   
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   Liam
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