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Feb 2016
Black & White.
In the middle
of the night,
took off my
disguise
and watched
as our love
slowly
dies.

Love, what happened
to us?
We crumbled
and turn into
dust.

You'll wake up,
alone
with love
greeting you
with a
different
kind
of
tone.
2-5-2016
Bored.
Aron
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