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Aug 2015
Nearly empty I feel
When I lay here.
All my emotions start to fade away.
And when my vision gets blurry
And the tears stream down my face
That’s when I know.

Maybe if you’d stayed
I wouldn’t feel this way
Maybe if you called
Things wouldn’t have changed.

And as I lay here
The tears fall into the soil
And the ground soaks up
The last of my feelings

And when I leave,
I leave empty.
//thanks for leaving, i won't miss you\\
ICN
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ICN  F/NY
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