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Oct 2014
I have but one match left,
to ignite a flame in the darkened
heart you call home. I know that after
becoming as cold as it seems
you have, the fire can be difficult
to feel. But I promise, I swear,
should that light go out,
your hand shall remain in mine and
I will stay in the dark with you.
Bec
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Bec  29/Cisgender Female/Ghost Planet
(29/Cisgender Female/Ghost Planet)   
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