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There she stood, a few metres apart. Confused, tired, done. yet trying to stop me, one last time, Oblivious. Some metres are measured in miles.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC
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There she stood, a few metres apart. Confused, tired, done. yet trying to stop me, one last time, Oblivious. Some metres are measured in miles.
I'd die without you, I'd rather die. You'll find many to complement you. I promise, so be happy.
#love#lost
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC
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