thirty three.

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july 17, 2013

dear autumn,

you always broke

my heart

even when you

didn't intend to.

it hung loosely on your fingertips,

clinging to them like its beating depended on it,

and trust me,

 it did.

- elliot

scrambled over a library book card

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