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Nov 2017
i thought of you again.
writing these words i can barely concentrate,
because your smile appeared in my head
and closing my eyes doesn’t seem to help.
our love was a candle,
a flame too weak to handle
the wind of the world.
im cold and stranded.
i used up all my love on you.
so when i pop up in your brain,
just know i can’t even stand you.
and my heart isn’t the only thing thats hollow.
these pill bottles are filled with sorrow.
empty promises and love notes.
but somehow,
none of these drugs
will ever explain why my heart hurts.
saint
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saint  25/M/here
(25/M/here)   
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     Leilani, luis and g
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