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Dec 2017
i tired to give you everything,
but i eventually lost myself.
because everything that you went through
i let disperse upon myself.
And that's the thing with love,
we all eventually go blind
because you might have fooled me,
but i had already crossed that line.
Written by
kira
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     stΓ©phane noir and caitlyn
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