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Oct 2013
She is the last little ray of sunshine at the end of the day
My skin soaking in every last bit of her
I reach out to catch her but
I'll never be able to
She is my salvation, my soul
I can feel her roar through me like a hurricane
Shaking my support beams and rattling my windows
I break and she fixes me
And loves me
In every way I don't deserve
I love her whole heartedly
And she has ruined me for the world
Quinn
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Quinn  22/F/Purgatory
(22/F/Purgatory)   
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