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Sep 2017
the morning sun always reminded me of you.
reminds me of your gorgeous smile when the light started filling up my room,
your beautiful green eyes that makes me think about the forests we used to meet in when we wanted to see each other without the world knowing.
that's what it used too mean...
now it just reminds me of how lost i am,
how quickly this world took you out of my arms.
i still remember holding you in my arms when i woke up.
now i'm struggling to hold onto my sanity.
i know you would hate to see me sad,
almost as much as i hate to see a morning sun without you...
Atlas
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Atlas  19/M/somewhere on the Moon
(19/M/somewhere on the Moon)   
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   Medusa and Nico Julleza
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