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Sep 2016
My sweet love,
Why have you left me to stare up above?
Did those 5 past moths mean anything to you,
Or was it suppose to make you look cool and not blue?
My heart has broken for the last time,
And now I would sell my heart, soul and mind for only a dime.
My body aches knowing you wont come back,
And now Im starting to act wack.
My heart glowed when you said my name,
And now it shatters knowing you are to blame.
How could you break up and still say we can be friends,
Because now i want my life to end.
This is just to get some stress off my chest and i feel a little better when I write/type so yea...
Cheyenne Fox-Dulgarian
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Cheyenne Fox-Dulgarian  18/F
(18/F)   
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