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May 11
You told me I could die,
And now I wish it could be true,

Because a life empty and dull,
Is my life absent from you,

Is there any meaning in this still,
When will my sky again be blue,

One day past a life of pain,
I'll forget the love I once knew.
Maximus Tamo
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Maximus Tamo  28/M/USA
(28/M/USA)   
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