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Stay mine [leondre devries]
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He made me feel so empty at the start, he'd pull me in as if our lips where about to create the worlds best speech but he'd just stop there breathing his eyes not even looking into mine. Then I wasn't empty he filled me up so much I swear I can't even describe how it felt to be in his arms ... Then he was just gone one day no message, no letter, no warning.
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