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Apr 2017
You try to burn your bridges so the ridges don't exist
You try to make it smoother so departure's not at risk
You try to fake you're happy when your world is not in bliss
And the people here around you catch you staring at your wrist
You try to make it seem to me you think you won't be missed
And I wonder if you'd change your mind with one last broken kiss
To Jordan.
Emmennarr
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Emmennarr  20/M/California
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