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May 2019
Even though I tell myself I'm over it
Even though I tell myself I'm happy
Even though I think of something else
It doesn't make the pain
hurt any less
Cause when the old song plays on the radio
Or when I am reminded that your gone
All the grief comes flooding back
and I die all over again

Time doesn't heal, doesn't make it any better
and trying to convince myself that everything's alright
won't make the pain hurt any less
Aspen
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Aspen  19/Agender
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