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Jul 2018
My feet were stuck
Onto the ground
I couldn't move...
I couldn't save you

Something was blocking the way
Called my own misunderstandment
It kept me from reaching
My hand out to you

So I had to stare, as you crumbled
My best, best friend
You fell apart into pieces
Because your sadness had won
Written by
Alex  19/Trans Male/The Butterfly Nebula
(19/Trans Male/The Butterfly Nebula)   
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