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Dec 2014
It's funny how the world just disappear,
When we don't talkΒ Β and your not here..
The stars shine brighter but fall like spears.
The days go on but slowly I'm drifting near,
The places where I use to hide is finally drinking tears.
The joy I know is crumbs & weird my hands don't text cause your words are in my ears.

I won't cling so much so I can hear your heart and watch as I step back and watch this all just ....
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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