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Aug 2018
I used to wish that I would forget all about him.

How one morning I’d wake up and I wouldn’t even remember his name.

But I feared the thought of my disdain,
Sadness and and resentment of him resenating like a stain on a shirt that won’t go away but you can’t remember what caused it.

I thought that would be worse than just remembering everything and just choosing to move on.
Britni Ann
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Britni Ann  21/F/Colorado
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