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Aug 2014
Saw you yesterday,
You are not the same,
I'm not the same.
Awkward silents
Never hurt until now...
Our excuses:
" long day", "I'm tired"
We are losing each other, and we might not have a way back...
Personal
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   ---, Rose and The Demons Within
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