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Apr 2016
i could tell you i miss you
until my lungs collapse into
sharp fragments
reflecting every moment
you took my breath away.

but you've heard it repeated
like a sacred hymn
whose tune no longer
stirs you.

so tonight i'll say "goodbye" instead.
and "i hope he's worth it."
Written by
Nemo
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     ---, ---, Pauline Morris and Elizabeth J
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