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Tears and sobs
Turns into smiles and laughs

Emptiness
Turns into a feeling wanted

Isolation
Turns into carring

Some much change
One way or the other

Love to heartache
Friends to strangers

Alone once more
And not sure what to do

I can message who ever I want
But does the knowledge help

When I don't want anyone
But the one I lost?
Slowly you'll fade
Slowly I'll skew your memories
Slowly everything will be as it was

Distance between us
Awkward silence when were near
And the knowledge that we are strangers once more

Your creator got her way
but broke two hearts instead of one
So swift, so sweet, so ruthless

Now I will lay my head to sleep
Holding you in my memory
forevermore

until leaves near die
and the sun always shines
I wish you the best

so I kiss my hand
and blow you a kiss
a farewell my little devil
I should be sleeping
I should be laying down
I should be comfy
I should be doing alot of nothing

Instead
As my body started to fade
Into the blissful sleep
I thought of you
I thought of me

I thought about us


Tears poured out my eyes
Sobs gasped from aching chest
Because for a split moment
I saw you
At the end of the aisle


But you weren't standing
As I walked to you
So peaceful you looked
So precious
It looked like you were just taking
A much needed nap

And in this thought that made me fear sleep
I saw you be lowered
And placing your hat upon the casket
Before carefully pouring the dirt
And wishing you a very

Very said goodbye
My little devil, don't leave
In my sleep I hear it
When I'm writing or thinking
I hear it
Soft and Melo
Calm and strong
Not deep or high
A mid range
That calms my nerves
Eases my heart
And lulls me to sleep

Though I have yet to hear it
The ghost of it
Brings a smile to my face
Why does it hurt so much?

previously your absence was a relief
now its pain

maybe because of the way it ended
or maybe because of what was said

but why does it hurt
and I can't cry anymore???
Its funny when I think about them
Two are in boxes
that I do not know when I will look at again

and there is a handful that I do not have
but I know every time someone's eyes lay on them
they will think of me

but it's ironic
a stuffed duck is simple to hide
but a pokemon who literally hides to feel wanted
is harder to hide

when its who you are
and you only realized it
late at night when your crying alone
"I don't care that you loved me"
"I don't care that I fell in love with you"
"I don't care anymore how you feel"

But I still cared
I still cared about you
about us

and that my fault
is that I cared too much
that I loved to hard

for you to leave me
like you promised
you would never do
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