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Dec 2018
i listened to the sound of clocks
i watched the windows
the doors
the time
waiting
you would show up from
God knows where
with
God knows who
i was hopeful though
hoping you wouldn’t be angry
hoping we would be normal
killing myself
every
single
day
was agonizing
by the time you finally came around
there was nothing here
left for you to take from me
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