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Jan 24
Why must you
Be like this?
Why cant I
Ever know where
You are?
Why do I
Miss you so
Viciously?
Really, you
are just a
Daydream.
Ideal, desired,
Unattainable.
Nothing more,
No
Thing
Less.
Rockwood
Written by
Rockwood  18/F/California
(18/F/California)   
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