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May 2017
I even see his face turn to grey
when he's away
How close did he draw me
in just 5 days
I cannot write straight
"he's so me, I cannot tell"
now he doesn't talk to me
when i've been thinking of him all day
and it drags me down, brings me down
the passing of time without him
this immobile motion of the night
it drags me down
the passing of thoughts in my brain
they get tired
I get tired too
but i am here, immobile too
clashing my world...
and now it changes, i see him again.
goodbye, strange emotion.
i hope to see you never again!
You will never know this poem is about you.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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   Paul Jones
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