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Dec 2012
I'm like you
My subconscious was always aware
How could forever start at such a young age?
But I had still hoped
We ignored the warning signs of hurt
Screaming, crying, pushing, shoving
It was all normal, right?
Your harsh words always stung my skin
My unfaithful actions always made you cry
But we kept moving like nothing had happened
No Blood No Foul
Long nights on a bare mattress
The same routine
Movie
Kiss
****
Sleep
This is what we called love
Will you still meet me at the tire swing?
Burnout
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   Amy Kereky
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