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Apr 2019
if
if hating me wills you to blossom
i will bear it
if cursing my very existence brings you unbridled happiness
i will take it
it being no such act of selflessness.

my heart hurts
hearing you speak of our love,
never being;
warm tears grace my cheek
Zane
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Zane  28/Portland
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