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the room was empty but it was filled with boxes of our things. my hopes and dreams for us, your secrets and lies. you kept them taped up tight, and every month that passed by you began to unbox them one at a time.
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 7:00 PM UTC
moving into you
the room was empty but it was filled with boxes of our things. my hopes and dreams for us, your secrets and lies. you kept them taped up tight, and every month that passed by you began to unbox them one at a time.
#moving#love#hate#truth#pain#hurting
Lunawrenn
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Lunawrenn
26/F/United States
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 7:00 PM UTC
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