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Jun 2016
for seven years
we kissed
through
so many days,
good
bad
indiffernt
i thought it wold last
your kiss
till the end
your kiss
splits me open
your absence
kills me
kisses me, haunting
and faded
i cry
for what i did not
find.
Written by
Eliza Brandy Jane Booth  Duluth, MN
(Duluth, MN)   
331
   --- and unwritten
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