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Holding into past tenses Like I'm some war solider Sitting in the cemetery ,facing his lover's grave Holding into their love letters . But I'm no solider And you are in no cemetery to be found Still grieving your rushed goodbyes I'm one haunted temporary home Didn't know you would have lasted that long Wasn't scary for you when you first arrived Ringing my door bell Waiting for your respond. Time passed I digged my own grave and yours When you politely asked Here alone , you left me in no where to be found
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Jan 14, 2023
Jan 14, 2023 at 12:43 AM UTC
Old lovers
Holding into past tenses Like I'm some war solider Sitting in the cemetery ,facing his lover's grave Holding into their love letters . But I'm no solider And you are in no cemetery to be found Still grieving your rushed goodbyes I'm one haunted temporary home Didn't know you would have lasted that long Wasn't scary for you when you first arrived Ringing my door bell Waiting for your respond. Time passed I digged my own grave and yours When you politely asked Here alone , you left me in no where to be found
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20/F/morocco
Jan 14, 2023
Jan 14, 2023 at 12:43 AM UTC
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