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Jun 15
the though of you still haunts my mind
i can still feel your fingertips running down my back
crazy how you're not dead
and i can still feel your body on my bed
i just cant seem to get you out of my head
instead of staying you fled
on your side of the bed are all the tears i shed
memories of you are what i dread
all you did was mislead
while all i did was misread
my tongue holds all the things unsaid
while you leave all my texts unread
lydia inez melendez
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lydia inez melendez  28/F/Outer Space
(28/F/Outer Space)   
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