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Mar 2013
He says faces come out of the rain.
Well, I'm still waiting.
All she wanted was to be free.
Now she's the wind;
now she's inside of me.
Oh, and she was too good for this world,
and that's why she left.
Leaving us in wonder.
She's shooting to the stars.
Now her vibe is buzzing my bones.
Out of her body, she won't fall apart.
The world was too cruel, and life was never fair
for a girl who was so wild and too stunning to bear.
All she wanted was to be free.

She is free,
*she will always be.
for my dearest friend. I understand as much as I can.
flynt
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flynt  Olympia, WA
(Olympia, WA)   
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