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Jul 2014
Maybe we're not meant to be.
I found you, you found me.
Maybe we are stars.
Shooting around to hide our scars.
Maybe we are supposed to meet the wrong people.
We fall in love until our bones run feeble.
Maybe we're friends maybe we're more.
Don't leave me here, my heart is sore.
Maybe we're the lucky ones.
I might give my heart to you, but it weighs tons.
Allison
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Allison  USA
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   ---, enjolras, paper boats and david jm
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