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...the words we spoke on freezing south street, and all those mornings watching you get ready for school.
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yes i do. you combed your hair inside that mirror, you know the one, it's painted blue and covered in jewelry tears. There was something about those bright colors that just really seemed to make you feel better.
and there was that time you told me how much you hated my suffering, and you understood what was causing it, so you promised you'd take care of me. You said you'd always be there, well where are you now?!
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you know Lindsay and i were just talking about how somebody could/should write a great story with this as a basis. cheesefactor of its origin aside, we both thought it could be a good read if developed properly.
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