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May 2015
Months later I still wake up missing you
With your perfect voice and eyes so blue
After how long is not okay to cry?
After how long will I stop wanting to die?
Things change and feelings fade
You’ve forgotten our memories made.
You were everything you said you weren’t
Your fiery perfection got me burnt
I still remember every minute,
Your life goes on but I’m not in it.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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