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Sep 2018
i'll stop waiting for you to come back.
i'll stop searching for the boy you used to be.
i'll sip the bitter coffee entitled our sweet memories.
i'll connect the stars into your heart that once beat for me.
i'll look you in the eyes
with which held a soft spoken gift,
now, paled to an empty void
endlessly adrift.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
aye
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aye  21/F/garden of eden
(21/F/garden of eden)   
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