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 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
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He looked different
when I loved him.
"she was looking at the past
through rose colored glass"
 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
1487
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 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
1487
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I am jealous,
of the girl,
I used to be.
comma
 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
1487
There's an emptiness inside of me:

so hollow,

knife
to air.
you couldn't cut me if you tried
 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
1487
I don't want to love you
anymore.
 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
1487
whatever
 Dec 2018 Ceida Uilyc
1487
I’m hoping you miss me
or feel bad for what you’ve did
but I can’t bring myself
to believe it's true.

But I want to.
Lord knows I do.
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