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Nov 2018
#2
I closed my eyes,
And thought of you,
Us,
Another memory,
Another time

Filled with pain,
How smiles turned to frowns,
How eyes of warmth,
Turned cold, and empty.

Each night I lay,
Awake in bed,
With thoughts of you,
That i go through,

How times of love,
Slowly turned,
Into tiny bits of torture.
Written by
TheLeaflessTree
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