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When I held her, and I
kissed her, I meant it.
I poured myself into her.. A glass with a hole. I meant nothing.
She was sand through my fingers, I held onto the grains for as long as I could until my hands were empty.
I poured myself into her.. A glass with a hole. I meant nothing.
She was sand through my fingers, I held onto the grains for as long as I could until my hands were empty.
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