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Feb 2014
i will spend forever editing
erasing
trying to forget you
you
you are here
you are killing
me burning
my good thoughts, the
cure is death
everything i make and do
i regret
we broke everything
i am swimming in
us.
but we never had anything more than
you standing far away,
and i
alone
H K
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H K
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