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Jan 2017
that's the thing about endings
whether you see it coming or you don't
it doesn't matter

one day upon waking up you realize nothing's the same,
everything has changed
and you're hurting

you have woken up either sore from relief  - like as if a splinter has finally been removed out of your finger - or sore from a wound you thought has been healed but got infected
which, i dont know

two things you'll be left with:
(1) memories no one can ever replace
and (2) scars no one can ever erase
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