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Dec 2018
The person next to me isn't you
Lost you to find myself again
Leaving behind a city of dreams
and nightmares
Fulled by my addiction
Of being me
A Blurr of green passes by
Backwards in grey light
Knowing that I'll make a new life
But not sure how
Tears fall, stinging my cheeks
As they drop to my chest
Broken.
Humbled.
Once loved.
Always me.
Leaving a city to start a new life after a break up
JRF
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JRF  30/M/Auckland
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