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A little memory of this a little memory of the kiss a little memory of that diss and a little memory of that silent kiss that she used to hiss on my ears  yea this heart still cares for her and stares into the lair of memories  she planted the trees  she planted the seeds  that would leech off my delinquency so I owe her that  and even though our relation was short last  it made me grow  and made me able to stand toe to toe with fate she made  me a better person so I owe her something #promise  (even after almost four months of break up with her… she still haunts me. yea we broke up but I guess it was a good thing for both of us. Her memory still haunts me but I’ve learned to live with it just like I’ve learned to live with the memories of #pandu or with the  what little memory I have of #pinch_of _hop and I’ve grown a lot sine then. I’ve learned a lot since then. So I guess I owe her for turning me into what a rubiks cube I’ve become. Hehe) -yakaa: jujaa