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Dec 2018
I stopped myself a hundred times.
Covered up my love with a lid
But on accident,
Out it tipped, and slipped
Like warm honey.
We were taking about damage that had been done to us and you asked me not to tell you that I loved you(while I was thinking it). I won’t ask if you believe me.
Makenzie Marie
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Makenzie Marie  23/F/Pocatello, Idaho
(23/F/Pocatello, Idaho)   
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