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Nov 2018
Her mind’s silent, at the brink of disbelief.
How did I hurt you? She got out early.
To her hearts relief.

Not allowed to call,
Letters not allowed to fall.

Unspoken words but they want to be said.
Don't give them up.
Speechless, hanging by a thread.

That once stitched us together,
Have come apart.
We could have been looking at each other,
Saying ‘til death do we part’.
when you think you might marry someone, and then, you just don't.
JRF
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JRF  30/M/Auckland
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