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He was warm and shone bright like a son. She was cold like a moon and he knew he had to die that night to make way for her. Without regret. Kaydee.
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 8:59 PM UTC
Becoming the Moon
Looks like we didn't make it, I always thought we would. Now the end is nearing and it is getting late, I never knew until today your love would turn to hate. I know that people change and no one more than I. I really didn't realise you wished that I would die. by Kaydee late in the day.
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Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 3:18 PM UTC
We Didn't Make It