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there is a sealed cardboard box labeled "i can't find it in me to get rid of these" filled with the empty words spoken from his lips and all the bitter sweet memories that she knows don't mean a thing to him now they probably never did
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Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC
somewhere, on a dusty shelf in her heart,
there is a sealed cardboard box labeled "i can't find it in me to get rid of these" filled with the empty words spoken from his lips and all the bitter sweet memories that she knows don't mean a thing to him now they probably never did
the thought came to me when i was half asleep, the usual. March 12th, 2013 2:28 AM
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Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC
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