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Jun 2020
The seedling of this love...refuses to die
Lives with the only reason to make me cry
I have trampled it, scrambled it and buried it
Yet, stubbornly grows stronger every time I **** it
why does this refuse to end? I thought it was over. I buried all the memories and pretended that you were never there.
there was a life before you
there is a life after you
but why is it that I am stuck in a time that belonged to you?
Written by
Vira
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