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Dec 2012
It was always you,
Clouding my mind with those eyes,
Starring all my dreams,
Awake or not.
You filling my journals life.
You that had me flickering my eyes.

It was always you,
That made me cry.
That took my shove of words.
That took a part of me that I didn't get back.

But now, its him.
And everything is different.
Heather Weeks
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Heather Weeks  20/F/Monroe LA
(20/F/Monroe LA)   
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   ---, Danielle Rose and Costal
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