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Apr 2019
You are my life support.
And I am plagued by the past.

Call me beautiful like it's the only thing
Keeping me breathing.

Kiss me like you mean it,
Your love is my medicine.

You are my life support.
Be forever bound to me.
Poem about my clingy past love.
Arisa
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Arisa  19/F/Tokyo
(19/F/Tokyo)   
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