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Every time I forget, or, at least, seemed to forget, you'd come back and haunt me with your stares. Every time I finally wasn't thinking about you, you'd be there to fill up my thoughts once more.
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
Rebounding.
Every time I forget, or, at least, seemed to forget, you'd come back and haunt me with your stares. Every time I finally wasn't thinking about you, you'd be there to fill up my thoughts once more.
theendlesshorizon
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
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