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Nov 2015
that last morning
was one of the best
your head slightly rest
upon my naked chest
your curls in my fingers
your scent still lingered
our love made so sweetly
destroying your current love
i left you in mourning
your decisions to destroy me
with your decision to break her
that was our last morning
Colleen Harrington
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Colleen Harrington  29/F/Ohio
(29/F/Ohio)   
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