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Love doesn't die over night but the dreams you grew and planted with one another do. One day you wake up and his scent drenches your skin but other then that there is no trace of him.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
RIP our dreams
Love doesn't die over night but the dreams you grew and planted with one another do. One day you wake up and his scent drenches your skin but other then that there is no trace of him.
devin-leigh
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
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