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Our love was a bubble. All it took was one blow, to keep us together. And all it took was one pluck, to keep us apart from each other.
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Silence and Bass
Poesie[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
ix. Bubble
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Our love was a bubble. All it took was one blow, to keep us together. And all it took was one pluck, to keep us apart from each other.
