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break ups


His eyes, big and blue with yellow, Reminding me of earth Tears build up, somethings not right The words "i can't do it" The pain in his voice His sweet sent as i bury my face into his shirt The warm summer breeze trying to comfort me Defeat, as my heart shatters on the drive way The tears as they role down my cheeks I feel his lips caress mine one last time..
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