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Feb 2015
I'm not sure why I feel so broken
As if a piece of me I never knew
I had, is gone.
An empty void in my heart that
never seems to fill.
I feel as if my endless thoughts
are consuming whats left in me
I can think back and remember
when I fell in love with you
But I can't seem to remember
when I lost myself
If being in love consists of losing
pieces of yourself in someone else-
I never want to love again.

-k.w
kristen wilson
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