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walking by

what did I do that you can’t seem to want me?

Image ~ July 31, 2012February 20, 2014 ~ GennaClaire ~ Leave a comment

 

walking by, something corporate

Quote ~ June 7, 2012February 21, 2014 ~ GennaClaire ~ Leave a comment

“Your mother was born in December,
on the one sunny day that winter gave up.

She had warm summer eyes that flickered like fireflies,
when she stared at the world.”

 

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