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Oct 2015
it's 3 AM and it's raining, i can still feel your lips on mine, i can still feel your breath on my face as you kiss me for the last time, i can still hear the last words you said to me playing over and over in my head like a broken
record player, "i don't love you anymore.. I'm sorry" you left me, in the rain. I was a peaceful sunshower, now I'm a deadly hurricane
Felicia Pemberton
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Felicia Pemberton  New York
(New York)   
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   Eiliv Advena and Cecil Miller
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