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Aug 2014
In soon time, 
his name will be as quiet as a whisper in your mind instead of blaring loud like a concert speaker 
and the ruins he left under your skin 
will be healed and they’ll stop crumbling 
and, sweetheart, your heart will beat at a regular pace.
Jaylah Sparks
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Jaylah Sparks
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   Joseph Schneider
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