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Oct 2018
And there I left you
I imagine frozen
Arms extended
Half an embrace
Your other half turned
And escaped into space

I cut it off quick
Both cold and completely
Distance the drug
Running the pain
The thought of thinking
I could only abstain

I bleached the memory
Ultimately utter
White washed the wound
Erased our story
Refused to believe
It as allegory
But the facts still stand
It was killed by your hand
So though I ran
Please understand
It was not for freedom or glory
Written by
Kyle Nickerson Kustak  24/M/Massachusetts
(24/M/Massachusetts)   
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