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Jul 2014
Falling in love is a downhill spiral into a new dimension of lonely hearts and crushed dreams. An inevitable lust that longed to mean more. A temporary fix that latched and wants to remain permanent. Tear soaked pillows and hopeless wishes. Love is hardly reciprocated equally. A high tide. A burial site. A sign that love is equal to an overdose. Pain to the chest. Raspy breaths. Why don't you love me back?
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sexsea
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