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Oct 2017
You had a gun in your hand,
Trembling and shaking as you pointed it at me.
You opened your mouth,
Which pulled back the trigger,
And as soon as you said those words,
I was dead to you.

"I don't love you anymore."

My feelings will haunt you like a ghost.
Elysia Veildorn
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Elysia Veildorn  25/F
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