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Oct 2017
it's 7:50 pm
and i'm sitting across from you
in a booth at Perkins
hearing the hardest words i've ever heard you say
come out your mouth
"i can't fix her"
and i look at you and say
"you're not god.
you won't always be able to fix her.
what matters is that you're here for her
now."
this one kindof ***** sorry
abi evans
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abi evans  17/under the stars
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