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May 2014
June 23rd
the love of my life died in my eyes. He's not a skeleton in a grave,
but it surely does feel like it.

I was young and dumb when I
Opened a message from him.
The next 3 years flew by
As I never received a phone call,
Visit or video chat.

On June 23rd,
My phone fell to the ground
As I fell to my knees.
In disbelief I found out he was a she.
Paris
Written by
Paris  New Orleans.
(New Orleans.)   
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     am i ee, ---, --- and Joshua Haines
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