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Dec 2015
I realized that I'm not important
nor significant because now
every time I try to get to you
it's like I'm chasing something
that's already so far away

You never said goodbye
which makes the pain worse
As I lay in bed
*I wished that I didn't make you my universe
Written by
A  manila
(manila)   
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