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Sep 2015
You're my favorite memory, but that's all you'll ever be. Pieces falling from infinity, causing ruckus beneath me. Felt no pain like this before, making me so insecure. Thinking out loud to what I've done, look at me and what I've become.
Misunderstood Ambassador
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