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Mar 2016
Isn't it funny how we describe our greatest rushes with words of terror
Our most exhilarating moments, with stopped or pounding hearts, held breath and fear
Isn't it funny how we feel most alive so close to death
Isn't it funny how the things we love can hurt us the most
Isn't it funny that you, my love
Could deal my final blow.
Kimberly Weber
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Kimberly Weber  F/Nevada
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