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Dec 2015
***** in my veins
Replace the blood
In my neck.
I bet,
You'll forget
Everything that I
Meant...
To you.

And I feel that it's true.
As if sections of the
Sky
Can't remember the moon.

Everything that I do
Is embedded in cement.
Forget me, cause in death,
I'll forget what I left.
Misty Meadows
Written by
Misty Meadows  21/F/Pennsylvania
(21/F/Pennsylvania)   
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