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Nov 2013
holes in my heart that will never be mended paths of dead flowers that have never been tended spots in my soul that will always be dented every word that I told you I promise I meant it and the love that we shared my soul I had let in I promised to love you all the way to the dead end not knowing exactly I would be there when death sent
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Dee
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