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Aug 2014
I still remember the feel of your warm touch against my cold skin,
The way i held onto you for dear life and you hardly touched me.
I still remember your laugh,
Like a musical melody playing as i told a cheesy joke.
I still remember the pain i felt as you told me of your latest hookup,
Hiding the hurt in my eyes, the breaking of my heart.
I still remember the day i stopped calling you first.
Waiting, hoping that maybe your name would pop up on my screen showing you cared.
But you didn’t, you never cared.
Too you? I was just there.
Teenage Mess
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Teenage Mess
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   Twinkle and Antonio
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