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Nov 2012
Finger tips drip with regret
kneeled in a puddle of my own tears
red ringed eyes sore from rubbing.
limbs numb in realization,
my heart ran after you...
im sorry...
empty corridors coated in your image,
cant escape my dream.
explosion, tiny blood parcels in slow motion.
i loved you, another time.
aria xero
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aria xero
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