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Apr 2015
I close my eyes,
Searching for that feeling
I know it's there
Because I can sense it.
My brain is straining.
My heart is breaking.
Both trying so hard
To grab something familiar;
Something safe.
But what was once warm,
Turned icy cold.
Just like your heart
When you left.
Miranda
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