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Aug 2013
these times i go to a heart-shaped place
you were my rock, i couldn't replace
i'll always remember the look on your face
when you said that i was like the stars in the sky
too pretty to meet their demise
anonymous999
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anonymous999  St. Louis
(St. Louis)   
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