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Feb 2017
Be sure to miss me,
I just know it's what you'll do,
after seeking replacement
know it will never be as true
as the perfect disease I had with you.

It may be all you need
or all you don't.
I promise it won't be too easy
or too hard.

You never threw away my card.
It may have been a struggle,
it may have drowned in pain,
we are different and the same,
we are reality, harsh
but all we have
may be the glue, holding us
together, uncomfortably
but worth it too.
We'll see what happens when
or if she gets off the plane.

She got off, I ran away and back and now I know how narcissistic I can be.
I can be a real monster
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
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