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Apr 2018
Now that you're gone
it feels like a weight has been
lifted off my chest.

But now that the weight is gone,
corrosive emptiness replaces it
acid settles into the barren patch of my heart.

In hindsight, if i were given the option
of weight or emptiness,
I would choose weight.
But it's too late.
Shadowed Thoughts
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Shadowed Thoughts  17/F
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     Tristan Brown and Amanda Kay Burke
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