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Mayela Sep 2015
I'm gone,
Not from this world,
But from my soul.
Where did I go?
You ask me,
Day by Day.
Everything just fades,
Its like bright passing colors,
And shades.
Do you think I've changed?
In any way?
I just hope if I did...
You'll love me the same.
We distance ourselves from one another...why??

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