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still here wasting my time
for someone i used to call mine.
Hoping for more than love and tears,
but all i had were wounds and fears,
But why am i still here.
Sometimes he let his eyes rest on hers, it needn't have been painful,
but it strangely was.
He broke a lifetime of avoiding eye contact to show her.
She was worth overcoming obstacles for.
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