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Apr 2019
Somewhere along the way I got lost.
In these speechless intimacies.
In these hollow promises.
In these let down dilly dallying days

I feel less now when I'm older.
Just misanthropy.
Just self disgust.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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