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May 2014
i rather be listening to your voice
than the pouring rain.
i rather lay on your chest
than the cold pillow.
i rather be with you
than my own
self.
i wish i was able to always say the right thing.
mia
Written by
mia  17/F/NY
(17/F/NY)   
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