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Jul 2017
Blue fluorescent,



           Bugs circled in the buzzing hue



   Feel this presence crawling under skin



         Like the bugs did while talking to you



Wooden barrel water fountain



          Met there every night



Because you were busy



       And the hurt I felt because



You couldn't spend every second win me



            Doesn't hurt as bad as this
I was sad that last time.
I knew it was the end.
I figured it would hurt back then, but I didn't think it would this much.
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
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