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Jun 2019
I can hear your echo growing ever near
You sound closer every time;
Your voice distorted, I still clear
Memories of your sincere good-bye ;
The words you say more ever rain,
But your heartbeat I cant tell;
Your back Is turned my way;
Ti's then I realize I'm in hell..
When a relationship ends before you're ready, you often delude yourself. Creating a cave in front of you and the person you still love, so as to hear the echoes of their voice and to think that all they say is still meant for you...but as they get closer to the far wall their voice becomes clearer ,it is then that they are most distant and it dawns that their back is actually facing you.A pain hurting more than the sharpest stalactite stab.
NTK
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NTK  17/M/South Africa
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     ---, M, Perry and Bogdan Dragos
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