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Aug 2013
i waited for the roller coaster
         with my feet in a puddle
that reflected all the words you had said to me
the incline on the coaster jogged my memories of you
made my brain feel - cluttered
the rush that I got, as I got spun around and pushed under,
was almost as blissfully painful as the memories of you left in my head
Taylor
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