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Remembering us

Late nights on the phone
Soul exchange in a kiss
Teenage obsession
Naivety was a shield from unconceived fears
The warmth          
The high                 
So fucking high
Those piercing eyes stripping my mind and heart bare
Foundations cracked from the start
A love destined to destroy us both
A friendship warped and abusive

All of the worlds intentions couldn’t save  us

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