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Sep 2014
He was destructively rememberable and i blame it on the echo
that fell from his lips everytime i made him smile

It would elegantly fly around in unspoken discomforts then
land on my ears in the form of a
goodbye
Written by
Sinai
796
   Ann Beaver and r
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