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Dec 2016
i haven't slept well,
since you've left me

your jacket still hangs
on the chair that you
had sat in..but now it's
cold, just like my heart
which was once warm

now it has bled all its
warmth and happiness
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
(21/F/tokyo)   
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   Glass
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