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Jun 2019
Now hanging on to
something almost
completely fabricated
in my mind

I'm over you
     -I'm not over you
I don't miss you
     -I miss you

I have to
laugh at myself
or I will
rot from the inside

That ship has sailed
I know there's
still a place
in me for you

Maybe it will
always be there
     in the years to come, it will flourish with flora and verdure
          your absent form no longer stands out

 your emptiness
          there is growth,
          wild growth
Written by
     Kai, JP, ---, camila, Annalisa LA and 1 other
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