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Feb 2013
1 text in,
i hate the way my heart squeezes,
the way i see your eyes crashing into
me.

2 texts in,
i will away the urge to call you up
make you believe i’m some ***** you
always wanted me to be.

3 texts in,
i fall asleep with the thought of you,
a you i’ve made up.
we were just like this text messages.

fake.
deleted too easily.
Amber S
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Amber S
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