smoking sentimental words and burning intangible feelings.
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“She’s in heaven I know, but just give me her body.” She cried into the filming camera.

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It was never about forever. It was about instinct.

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That look that goes down inside somewhere deeper than what your brain can actually process. Soulmates. Maybe even love.

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Why? Why such sorrow?
Why? Why such sadness?

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“She got a new nose.” said the girl with long luscious black hair and dainty fingernails polished with French white tips.

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… it’s not goodbye. It’s see you soon.

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It was just a sad dream that died sweet.

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Gerard’s story.

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It is just you everywhere.

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I breathe you.