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Jan 2014
my mother told me never to light matches around boys who smell like fire and look like smoke
don't go for boys with shoulders not strong enough to carry you home
don't go for boys with voices not loud enough to scream i love you
when i was younger, we created a happy place in my mind to visit after nightmares
you're in my nightmares now--yet
--you are in my happy place
correction: you are my happy place
and the sky cries but i don't think it misses you as much as i do
remember when you told me i could have you as long as i wanted? well tell me
HOW CAN I HAVE YOU IF YOU'RE GONE
HOW CAN I WATCH YOUR EYELIDS FLUTTER WHEN YOU DREAM IF YOU'RE NOT HERE NEXT TO ME i hate you
see you in my nightmares, starlight.
b g
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b g  holland
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   Delaney Marie
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