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May 2018
To tell you the truth, it's you I miss.
To tell you the truth, it's you I want to kiss.
To tell you the truth, I still reminisce.
To tell you the truth, I am lost in my own abyss.

Truth be told,
The future I hold,
My sorrow cold,
Wisdom old,
My life sold.

Beyond my heart,
I fall apart,
Our souls compart,
And a difficult new start.
mitus
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mitus
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