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box by box peace by peace every thing i pack is in a pile my desk is gone my closet is empty all my stuff in one big pile waiting for me to m..

we have two arms to hold two legs to walk two eyes to see two ears to hear why dont we have two hearts? really we do one is given to someone els..

when i die i want you to remember me remember the days at the beach i know i will when you die i'll remember you i'll remember because i know yo..

when you left i died i still try to move on but you saved me now i have to save myself id do anything for you to come back but you wont that..

he told me he would always love me he said it all the time he always made me happy till the day i cryed i cryed for months i promise ..

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