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Mar 2019
When i think about the old times when i was able to hold her in my arms my whole body just freezes. I think back to when i saw her in the halls all i could focus on and see was her but she has moved on and now all i have left are the memories of a better time of an old love. She was my baby but she now loves another. Her happiness takes the crown however as it should be.
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Ghost  24/M/Washington
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