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Sunday, April 29, 2012

that you are becoming an idea
slowly reading I am
filled with love
by your old words
and now talking to you
I am filled with reality
you're a person
a person who would no longer watch their life fade
in order to hold my hand
Posted by Sizoe at 9:34 PM
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