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Sep 2013
My world revolves around you, and my being, it surounds you so I'm sorry if I'm bound to you. But I'm inside myself and you, your always on the highest shelf. I miss you, I kiss you, in my dreams at least. it's what it seems at least. You hurt me, you unearthed me.

And I've come unbound.
Whyleigh evermore
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Whyleigh evermore  13/Space
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