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Jan 2018
I think once we'd imagined our wedding together
You'd kiss me at the altar
Saying "i do."

Now
I'm at a wedding
And you're the groom
But i'm not the bride.
So take your razor love, and run it down my skin.
Esther
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Esther  22/F/In Your Memories
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