Maybe In Another Lifetime
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Feb 14, 2017
A collection my over flown feelings..
As I say I'm not a writer and these are just alternates of tears because I had a promise to keep,
To never cry as he wasn't around me to wipe my tears away..
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