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Jul 2016
watch me go, like you did before
hear my wings soar
and rip through the clearing sky
have no more tears to flow
through those gated eyes
closed for repair
when you tore off the open sign

keep running from the truth
when time hasn't been good to you
tell yourself to be strong
when there's no room for it inside
cherish the moments together
when it might be your last

for this one last chance,
has passed
dear mom, you ****** up.
alix nye
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