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The truth is I never hated him How could I? How could I possibly hate something that once bought so much light to my eyes It would be like cursing the sun as it hid itself away behind the clouds at night Forgetting in that moment how it kissed your golden skin as you daydreamed blissfully amongst the grass.
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 1:36 PM UTC
Hate
The truth is I never hated him How could I? How could I possibly hate something that once bought so much light to my eyes It would be like cursing the sun as it hid itself away behind the clouds at night Forgetting in that moment how it kissed your golden skin as you daydreamed blissfully amongst the grass.
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 1:36 PM UTC
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