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Jan 2017
8 months
That's how long its been since you last spoke to me
I don't miss your name flashing on my screen anymore
Or the sound of your voice next to my ear

But the memories we made
The happiness I felt
That's what snatches fulfillment out of my hands

8 months*
That's how long I've associated your name
With the feeling of worthlessness
Written by
Oliver Henderson  Boston
(Boston)   
  814
   Brea Bishop, ---, Blossom and Jamadhi Verse
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