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*Every tick, my clock drips, my eyes leak, with heavy lids. Yes, I was sick. . . and they left me, when I was weak.* *The friends I thought, were for real, only spend time for chills.* *I'm not cool, but never a fool. I just want this life's better piece.* *To give me someone who never kills, a heart so frail, as me.* *A man, a lifetime friend. My missing puzzle piece.* That everlasting kiss! Who could promise: "  In sickness and in health with me  " But in all of these, I know,  God is with me. " Always giving . . .     . . . always watching, " Making a better backstory.
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
With Me
*Every tick, my clock drips, my eyes leak, with heavy lids. Yes, I was sick. . . and they left me, when I was weak.* *The friends I thought, were for real, only spend time for chills.* *I'm not cool, but never a fool. I just want this life's better piece.* *To give me someone who never kills, a heart so frail, as me.* *A man, a lifetime friend. My missing puzzle piece.* That everlasting kiss! Who could promise: "  In sickness and in health with me  " But in all of these, I know,  God is with me. " Always giving . . .     . . . always watching, " Making a better backstory.
To my HP friend Arianna Joseph :) This is her story.
planetshaker
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
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