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Jan 2016
I have given up
So many things
And looking at photos from my past
Is always bittersweet

Seeing the smiling face
Of the ghost that was once me
And seeing a toothy grin
That I now never share

I look at the others in the photo -
More bright smiles
What are they doing now?
Have they forgotten about me?

I know I will never have an answer
For this poem is of past,
But it also is of family
And even if you leave your family

Your family doesn't leave you
Well, sorry I haven't posted anything. The wifi at my new school blocks the site. Anyways, my next few poems will be following this same story. You keep being you :)
Written by
Livia  In my mind
(In my mind)   
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