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Mar 2016
love
it makes me think of being thrown in the wind
flowing away slowly
as I sink deeper
I realize it's a distraction from the world around
a distraction that gave me temporary heal
a distraction that I could rely on
a distraction that I never thought I would have to move on from
nows that time
and I still try to distract myself
from this feeling
no distraction will ever be as great
as
yours
was
Written by
hannah martin
353
   emma jane and jia
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