Belle
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In the morning When I get up I get dressed And I go I think of how You’d kiss me Tell me “Baby, please be careful Be careful” What kind of warning was that? What kind of mornings were they? I don’t think I could go back I don’t think you could…
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Love is all, it gives all, and it takes all. Soren Kierkegaard I had a meltdown, last night. I don’t hesitate to use the word “meltdown” because that’s exactly what it was: a stream of tears like lava pouring down from the eruption that just occurred in my brain. Woo. Talk…
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