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Nov 2019
we all have a path
me & you, our path
paved with each step we took,
hand in hand

i thought we were civil,
but you took your fist and created a rift
in our ocean
ripple after ripple

stolen emotion from my heart
crippled in your freezing hand.

i thought you were electric,
majestic,
authentic,

turns out you're just
path-etic.
floW
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floW  20/M/Chicago
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