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Apr 2014
The pangs of love
waiting to heal
eternity has passed
yet another lifetime to go
I thought we were almost there
But u lost me
Like blades of fan chasing each other
I chase our reality, I chase my soul  
life was never a merry go around
and will never be
suspended in purgatory
I sleep every night dreamless!
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