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May 2019
And another one bites the dust,
I couldn’t stay prominent for someone yet again
He made me laugh
And gave me a feeling of life and purpose
to a fault

Once he dropped back from my heavy affection,
He drifted and wanted to see me less
I started to reconcile with panic
and shook when his name notified my screen
My ***** emotions were exposed
and thought they’d been rejected
But post trauma stirring beneath it’s surface, was the weight inflicting me.

Enough distance and a cut of all ties, was what it took to see
he didn’t mean anything; to me
Written by
Sara  F
     Crazy Diamond Kristy
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