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May 2018
Your eyes gleamed with the ghosts of the past.
Your smile could warm the coldest heart.

But I knew this would never last.
We always end up apart.

We started driving down that road too fast.
The intensity was a work of art.

But the devastation of us is something we couldn’t outlast.
We were doomed to crash from the start.
Ashley Dewicki
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Ashley Dewicki  F/Livonia, Michigan
(F/Livonia, Michigan)   
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