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Jul 2018
The luxury of time is growth
However this silence is unbearable
For these lonesome nights I continue to loathe
As the love I once cherished  gradually perishes
As you regress from goddess back to human
For you no longer bear the guise of home
The illusion that shoruded my vision was lifted
When my love dimished
As I spent those cold nights alone
Written by
Kaze Poitier  19/M/The Bahamas
(19/M/The Bahamas)   
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