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  Jan 2016 Blank Canvas
Born
We can't change the past
but the future is firmly in our hands
© Ibrahim
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Do you know how hard it is
To see you everywhere?
In every song you like
In every show you love
In every restaurant you eat?

Do you know how hard it is
To see you talk to our friends?
Your friends
Your classmates
To everyone, but me?

Do you know how hard it is
To see you happy
While I'm sitting here
Writing this poem
In the hopes that this pain will go away?

Do you know how hard it is
To get left behind
As if what we had was nothing
As if what you felt wasn't real
*As if all of the things you said were lies?
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I wake up with the same feeling over and over again
Each and every time, that thought...
That excruciating fact...
I realized once more-- that you were gone

You know all the things that I want
The little quirks that I do
The words that I need to hear
Even every nook and cranny of my entire being

How can you leave like that
When all I did was to let you in?
How can you be unsure
When all I did was to give you the world?

How can you give me so much to remember when all you ever gave me was pain?
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I'm writing this poem
In the hopes of finding peace
So that when I get to the end of this piece
I won't be thinking of you anymore

I won't be missing you
I won't be dreaming of you
I won't be crying because of you
I won't be dying

'Cause this pain is too much
'Cause this pain is unbearable
'Cause this pain...
is all that's left

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