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Sep 2015
Looking off into the sunset
Dreaming about my Juliet
Someone I may have met
Or maybe it's not time yet
I stare off into the distance
Thinking of her existence
Thinking quite so intense
Painful, so I slightly wince
My heart feels so alone
Aching like a broken bone
I let out a very faint moan
As I look down at my phone
No one there at my side
And I must now decide
Do I remain alone and hide
Or leave loneliness behind
I'm wanting to create a possible series, "One Word Can Bring Back a Thousand Memories" and this is the first of an unknown amount.
Brett W
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Brett W
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   --- and Reza Bavar
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