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Mar 2011
you used to be my favorite song,
what i always loved to hear.
now you're just a broken chord
fading from my ear.

once you were my favorite color,
as bright as they can come.
your pigment has reduced to dullness,
now to the darkness i succumb.

you used to be my favorite place
to sit and rest a while.
i am left with nowhere else to go
that even inspires a real smile.

once you were my present day
that nothing else could shatter.
now you are a simple memory
that doesn't really matter.

you were the perfect puzzle piece
that intertwined with me.
someone tore our puzzle apart
and forced themself where i should be..
Milan Nicole
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Milan Nicole
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