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Jun 2020
every piece of me
that has fallen in love with you
is like an autumn leaf piling

so that one day
when you need a soft place to land

you can call my pieces
home
to ryan

i won’t apologize
for thinking that your magic
rivals that of autumn

i’ll always be in love with you
and i hope that’s okay
amanda
Written by
amanda  24//dallas
(24//dallas)   
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