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GW Park 9/15/19
I loved looking at him
the way his eyes crinkled at the sight of the sun
our white shoes getting messy in the sand
The sound of the lake water hitting the shore line
No communication just sounds of nature filling our ears
She loved him more than she could fathom
But he was too busy to notice
So she took screenshots with her mind
to remember his face and the way she f...
Thursday 26th September 2019 1:42 am
Life After Love
I crave a long talk with you
The kind where we sit in your car at 1 a.m. and tell
eachother about our hopes and dreams
hoping for a better future and begging for a fresh start
I miss the nights where we kicked it in my basement
when you not only played my guitar but my heart
when you told me you were scared of what was coming next
and I told you I believed in you
I lon...
Sunday 17th February 2019 1:00 am
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