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*Remember when we used to play-fight on your same kitchen floor as mine My little empath, I am so deeply sorry I was your cruel filter which made me go blind, and to not realize how much further pain I had brought to you, I did not mind You will always be mine, my beautiful empath Your hair so much sunnier but your soul darkened from my distance Your restless, enticed passion which breathes heavily in your eyes, I beg to return If only I had listened to your beautiful cries, my sweet empath We may have had another chance to find our young hearts again*
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
Empath
*Remember when we used to play-fight on your same kitchen floor as mine My little empath, I am so deeply sorry I was your cruel filter which made me go blind, and to not realize how much further pain I had brought to you, I did not mind You will always be mine, my beautiful empath Your hair so much sunnier but your soul darkened from my distance Your restless, enticed passion which breathes heavily in your eyes, I beg to return If only I had listened to your beautiful cries, my sweet empath We may have had another chance to find our young hearts again*
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
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