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Jul 2016
the past is a liar
full of promises it can't keep
but like a foolish first love
you keep going back to it

the present, oh darling,
it holds your heart still
a blink and it's past
was it even real?

the future, i know,
keeps getting ruined, too
over before it begins
because the past lied to you
Alex's Pipe Dreams
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Alex's Pipe Dreams  25/Cisgender Female/Portugal
(25/Cisgender Female/Portugal)   
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