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Dec 2017
Forgetting you,

Forgetting who,
Forgetting anything and everything, too.
It feels like that's what I'm meant to do.
When I still see you
And I feel like I lose.
Forgetting who?

Forgetting you.
insomniatrical
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insomniatrical  22/@ ur mom's rn
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