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We stood in the little cymbal room. You watched me go by and bang each one, finally letting go and being loud. You smiled and I knew you were falling for me. I went over and hit the gong. It made a loud clang while you kissed my cheek. I smiled. How could you go from being in love with me to not giving a shit about me so fast?
By Lauren on 06.02.2010
chinese, buddha, candles. peace. love.
By Victoria on 06.02.2010
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