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I. on december thirty first two thousand and fifteen at nine thirty two in the morning I stopped breathing the devil dug his cold claws through the tender skin of my abdomen and he wrenched he looked me in the eyes and he smiled and I died at least I wished I had so many nights your name floated through my mind and I couldn’t find why but on new years eve two thousand fifteen everything suddenly made sense to me *call connor if only to say goodbye tell the boy you’re thankful for his time* II. we talked about you for all of january about your smile and your pictures and I was fifteen again fifteen and sitting across a big green table drinking a yoohoo and looking at you and wondering if your lips were as soft as your hands and if I’d ever get to know yours like the back of mine i’m nineteen again nineteen and standing across a room full of people holding myself together and looking at you and wondering if after all of this your hands were still as soft as I remembered
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 9:50 PM UTC
Call Connor
I. on december thirty first two thousand and fifteen at nine thirty two in the morning I stopped breathing the devil dug his cold claws through the tender skin of my abdomen and he wrenched he looked me in the eyes and he smiled and I died at least I wished I had so many nights your name floated through my mind and I couldn’t find why but on new years eve two thousand fifteen everything suddenly made sense to me *call connor if only to say goodbye tell the boy you’re thankful for his time* II. we talked about you for all of january about your smile and your pictures and I was fifteen again fifteen and sitting across a big green table drinking a yoohoo and looking at you and wondering if your lips were as soft as your hands and if I’d ever get to know yours like the back of mine i’m nineteen again nineteen and standing across a room full of people holding myself together and looking at you and wondering if after all of this your hands were still as soft as I remembered
Connor Cummings was an incredible young artist and friend from Rockaway New Jersey. Google his name if you're interested in learning what happened to him. http://instagram.com/consception if you're interested in looking at his photography.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 9:50 PM UTC
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