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Jul 2014
lying silently awake on the laced carpet of my floor
waiting for the notification to the appear and chill me to the core,
But love you wouldn't understand the way my hand trembles in your hand
when you look me in the eye and all the demons in me morn.
It is no questionable truth that i would fight through hell for you
to just love me once more.
Keelyn Mac
Written by
Keelyn Mac  27/M/California Long Beach
(27/M/California Long Beach)   
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   --- and Priyanshi Dass
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