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Jun 2014
i miss you
(do you miss me?)
we are torn apart and scattered
into the corners of the world
into high schools
(into hell.)
we are judged
because we do not have
either to
complete the other.
so we are incomplete,
and at night we cry because
they took you from me
and I will never get you back.
Avery Greensmith
Written by
Avery Greensmith
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   Andrea Galvez
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