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Apr 2015
I try to speak but can only whisper
When I close my eyes I see you with her
The noise in my head is so loud
In their screams I seemingly drown
It seems even my own mind is no longer my refuge
Even my own world has been tainted with you
My memories are like a storm that just won't pass
And I sit around waiting for it to let up at last
And it gives me time to think about everything that I did wrong
It gives me time to think about why you're gone
I'll never be good enough no matter what I do
So what's the use, thinking of you?
Truth is I just can't get you off my mind
I know this excessive musing is simply a waste of time
But I'll just sit a little bit longer
'Till the storm lets up, and my tears have dried
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
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