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Jul 2014
I feel guilty,
thinking about you.
My heart doesn't deserve you,
but it cries and slowly dies for you.
I thought that you
were someone to die for.
But instead,
you're the one that's killing me, with your beautiful deadly eyes,
making me weaker than I was before.
-a.s
A-S
Written by
A-S
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   Trey Swint and ---
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