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Here comes the death of a lover
who must not wait for me.
By my own terms, I am dying
broken heartedly
Mourning will be done in morning
by afternoon I forget
When night comes I will remember
the beauty and the beast of regret.
Autumn comes in slowly
Summer's breath upsets
What is a fraction but not whole?
What is not all but neglect?
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who must not wait for me.
By my own terms, I am dying
broken heartedly
Mourning will be done in morning
by afternoon I forget
When night comes I will remember
the beauty and the beast of regret.
Autumn comes in slowly
Summer's breath upsets
What is a fraction but not whole?
What is not all but neglect?
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j/k
but seriously.
we are both just a phone call away.. and then a short little drive.
whenever you wanna hang out lemme know and i'll see about it. ;)
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Summer's breath upsets"
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the stone will not need to ask you if your still going to drown.
-D
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