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Aug 2014
you were my eternal bliss,
my sunshine,
my moon,
i would've reached the stars for you
and i thought you would do the same

you were my river
endlessly flowing
my heart beats for you
yet somehow yours didn't beat for me

you are my own destruction
the clouds that covered the sun
and the storm that poured forever;
the stars stopped shining
and i stopped reaching it
because i realize i was standing on a cliff

you are the rock that constricts my river
the one that blocks the blood in my veins
and i have a heart
that already stopped beating
the river was only an illusion
it was simply an arroyo
who never saw the rain
arroyo-(Physical Geography) a steep-sided stream bed that is usually dry except after heavy rain
Elli
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Elli  21/F/Paris
(21/F/Paris)   
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   Antonio and AJ
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