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Jul 2019
You said "Goodbye" to me as a lover for the last time.
Knowing you'd be fine, you did it quickly and without wasting time.
But where does that leave me?
You wouldn't know or care.
You said goodbye.
It hurt like hell and you don't care. I've come to realize how long you've really been gone...
Scott Willers
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Scott Willers  18/M/Japan
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