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Mar 2014
Open up your eyes
And ill break your eyelashes.
And put my ash inside.

I'm wondering,
Wondering if those eye bags were full of tears.
Like what they describe when they cry under that stairs.

Will your eyelid recognize my face.
Will your brain remember those days.
When everythingΒ Β i did was my best.
mac azanes
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mac azanes  PHILIPPINES
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