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Mar 2018
One day,
Someone is going
To remember the
Good times that
We shared.

One day,
Someone is going
To talk about
The person
I am today.

One day,
when time ends
For me,
You're gonna
Miss me...

But Im not going
to be here,
It's too late,
I'll be dead.
Time's Running Out.
Never stop hoping for the best.
Ethereal Yet Crestfallen
Written by
Ethereal Yet Crestfallen  23/F
(23/F)   
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       ---, Cadence, the unwritten note and FreeMind
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