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The Present That Kills
I'm standing here.
It's real.
Solid.
Here.
Present.
Now.
And then it slips.
The moment's passed.
It's no more real.
Forgotten?
It's a memory.
And it's gone.
Gone.
And I'm surprised.
When did now become then?
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Paper Folds | On Hold
Romance*Featured on @dangerouslove profile!* She wants him. Bad. Too bad she's still irrevocably in love with her boyfriend. The one she'll be moving in with, in a year. The one they say she killed. ~*~ Previously - Another Significant Other
