FifteenFifteen was the year that things changed, things changed. The year that I drew hearts beside -his- name.Fifteen
The time that ceased to be before it ever was. that year I learned about two white doves.
Fifteen was a number that held no bearing.
The years passed by and I drew more than just hearts beside his name. The time moved slowly, creaking like the door...the frame. Your face was timeless and pristine.
Fifteen was a dream.
I touched the heart, in my chest...not on the page. I held him close to it as we walked. I know privately you were there and alongside me...we
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Secrets.
Oh and /poke /poke /poke BOI. See you @ the house this week.
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Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
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I'm so close to heaven, This hell is not mine!
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