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Jun 2014
You told me to live each day like it's my last,
Never hold back,
Be dangerously impulsive.
As long as it kept me happy.
But you never told me I could lose things while doing so...
I was the Same as you,
Impulsive teenagers in love.
I kept you for a while,
But then you acted impulsively.
Things took a step back,
We were no longer we,
You and then there's me...
You kept living,
Kept happy.
I remained impulsive.
Heat of the moment,
Bleeding to death slowly .
No impulse there.
Golly I miss him...
. *** .
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Marlo  23/F/☁️☁️☁️
(23/F/☁️☁️☁️)   
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