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Oct 2016
There goes my heart, there goes the pain,
there goes everything, just ripped away. There goes our love, there goes our fights,
there goes all those restless nights.
Don't turn your head, just wish me dead,
as the promises break that you once said... So I guess this is the end.
Kayla Perkins
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Kayla Perkins  20/F/New York
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