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Dec 2018
One breath, two, two breaths, three- you got better and left me.
One breath a time, I’ll get better.
Two breaths a time, you may understand.
This is to my suicidal best friend.
I’ll still love you, even if you die young.
I’ll still love you, even if you don’t understand.
I’ll still love you if you cry.
Written by
MaeW
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     Mars D'Mello and Fawn
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