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Oct 2016
When you left
I was lost
Though I gained freedom
The saddest thing about all of this is I know you still love me.  Your eyes say it when I look into them.  The way you run up to me to tell me about your day at work.  I smile too but it's only a mask now. You are now my past
The forgotten one
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The forgotten one
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