3:00 am.
3:00 am.
I was be up still working on my room written some
poet dream . I lost my soul sister. My heart is gone from me inside my . mind so empty miss her so much she like dance though the night into day
before sun rise or sun sent. My life never be done
one that day . I only man so sad about it stated cry
for her .
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Matt
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