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Jul 2020
I dreamed about you
I thought it's was real--
I thought we're wearing
a crescent moon again.
But the time I woke up it all fades
and I wish I can go to sleep again
and dream about you, my little witch.
My girl and I broke up last night.
Written by
Xanny Riddle  21/M/abyss
(21/M/abyss)   
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