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May 1
As I fall asleep,
I wished to dream of you again.
If this was the only way I can call you mine,
then I'd rather not wake up from this sinful illusion.

Your sweet smile became my remedy,
but once I wake up, as I'm slapped by reality.
I will weep once again,
for you are no longer in my arms.
It's hard to let go of someone especially when you loved them too much, and your memories will hunt you each night.
Twaffle
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Twaffle  17/F
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