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*Counting down the ashes that, fall off my cigarette, drinking my whisky, wishing it was *** I can't remember the last day I met you, all I can recall is that we had fun. You were just a stranger, until we spent our days together, you became- just a friend, just, everything. Oh September, you were my- whole November, you were my- white December, my christmas star. And in February, I enjoyed the days you gave me, Then came June, July, Just you and I. A bundle of memories, is all you left me with, you were my sweet August under the sun. All the times we loved and kissed, even throughout the months we missed, Just know, my love, you were the one.*
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 8:26 AM UTC
love's months
*Counting down the ashes that, fall off my cigarette, drinking my whisky, wishing it was *** I can't remember the last day I met you, all I can recall is that we had fun. You were just a stranger, until we spent our days together, you became- just a friend, just, everything. Oh September, you were my- whole November, you were my- white December, my christmas star. And in February, I enjoyed the days you gave me, Then came June, July, Just you and I. A bundle of memories, is all you left me with, you were my sweet August under the sun. All the times we loved and kissed, even throughout the months we missed, Just know, my love, you were the one.*
kaye-b-anderson
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 8:26 AM UTC
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