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Sep 2018
we were like
two doors
on opposite sides of the hall
with a band
connected to each handle
so every time i pulled
you closed
and every time you pulled
i closed
but one day
the band snapped
and our doors were wide open
vulnerable but accepting
and anxious but excited
we saw inside
the deepest parts
that no one had visited before
but i woke up today
and looked
to see
that you'd tied the band
back on both handles
and oh how that hurts
so terribly
back in solitude
sydney
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sydney  22/F/in the midst of it all
(22/F/in the midst of it all)   
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     Lost love, ---, George, everly and ---
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