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Feb 2019
You dont smile
When I tell stories
Of my strange past
You just give me a grimace
A dead look in the eyes
Like youre tired of hearing my *******  

You look as though everything you love
Has been burned into ashes
Into cinders
That the wind has picked up
And blown away from you forever

I remember being young and in love
With the person you once were
Now your heart is black
And I don't know how I plan on fixin that

Just know I still love
Every part of you
Even if the days coming are bleak
With no dreams left to speak of

Wander down your darkest street
Im right beside you
Ill fight any demon you meet
Anne
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Anne  22/F
(22/F)   
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