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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación lun, nov 4, 2013
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I wrote this poem for my best friend when she started telling me she was hurting herself. I hope that if you're going through what she was that it ends soon <3
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This is from a girl with far too many words to say, in the hope that it will cheer you up during those rainy days. 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐓 - 'It's consuming me. I'm sorry. I'll miss all of you, and I'll miss the occasional happy peaceful mornings when I did not know Truth. I'll miss the solace of lonely nights and weekends spent adoring sunflowers and blooming petals. I'll miss all of that, but it's alright. You'd be happier, I reckon - and that's all that matters.'

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