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Jun 2017
your name on my tongue still burns in my chest
her voice rings my ears as i'm
counting the ways i can put a love like this to rest
i wonder
if i let you know
just how hard my mind has been working
to tell my heartΒ Β "no"
"let go"
would you stick around?Β Β 
i found having you here at all
is better than nowhere to be found

- things i wish i could tell you

f.p.
Francesca Parenti
Written by
Francesca Parenti  st petersburg, fl
(st petersburg, fl)   
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