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It's 2:59 am and I love you and when bits of me vanish and  i can still smell your hair on the pillow that you slept on, your favorite shirt hung on my closet door, i think i may love you more than i did a whole lot before.
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Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 9:15 AM UTC
Pieces of me
It's 2:59 am and I love you and when bits of me vanish and  i can still smell your hair on the pillow that you slept on, your favorite shirt hung on my closet door, i think i may love you more than i did a whole lot before.
julie-moscoso
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Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 9:15 AM UTC
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