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Apr 2016
My face glows.
My hair flies when the wind blows.
I had a dream again.
The one before her and I had our end.
Back when she still loves me.
Back when we were like family.
Her dark brown hair.
Mysterious eyes.
Why even think of her?
Every time I do a little bit of me dies.
Now I dry my eyes.
She hates everything I do.
The ones who I haven't ****** up are few.
She hates my guts.
Hated the fact that I was in a depressed rut.
******* Chae.
Why do I think of you every day?
I can't even hate you.
what did u do.
To an ex
Ana S
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