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Feb 2016
I fell in love with someone who made false promises like they were eating cereal....

It almost killed me.

I guess that person will forever be named cereal killer...

Yet they are like a water cloud in the morning,
I mist them....
I mist them so bad..
.....
What the heck is wrong with me....
Written by
Regina Ramble
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   APoetisOnly and Natasha Ivory
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