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Mar 2020
Sometimes I stay up late
Just hoping and waiting for the memory of you to go away.

I could reread all of the words
That we exchanged through
Technological screens
But it don't mean anything
No it don't mean anything
Not anymore.

It started out just like that
Can't you look back
And see all the ways I tried to make it fit
I tried so hard to make it fit.

I think of so many words, phrases
Melodies, hymns, songs
To tune us into the melody to
To tune us into the melody to.

I've got to go and face an element of my past tomorrow
I've got to wear a brave face
I'm always having to.

I know you thought
You wanted
You said you wanted
To be by my side
But can't you see the ways
You denied it
You forced it

I don't really have a lot of new words
Or beautiful poetry to write
About you or this
I just move on

Thats all there is to do.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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