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Nov 2015
I started living at sixteen
and I think he met happiness at nineteen .
He came and he saved me
I was never ready

He introduced me to life
and brought back the light.
We spent our days clamped onto each other
Our hearts kissed,we were always together

And then... Distance came
and our souls were once again tamed
Distance decided to give us a hug
None of us realized that Mr distance was a ****

What is death?
Is he really a myth?
Is he really strong,
or am I just wrong?

Death is pulling your lover out because you have to part .
Death is the word "goodbye".
Some people say that death is art ,
but they've never fell in love with the sky

Life is seeing your lover after ninety days
Life is running into his arms and thanking God for him
Life is falling asleep in his arms
Life is looking into Kevin's eyes with a smile
Neo From The Waters
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Neo From The Waters  29/F/South Africa
(29/F/South Africa)   
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