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Sep 2019
I drive from east to west.
I need to keep up the best.
Family is great
But I guess it was all fake.
The happiness I felt is there for seconds more
while she walks  out of my life through the crowded corridor.
Rejection I have felt
Her heart will just not melt.
She has taken root without me.
I have no response I long for me and her.
But she thinks that's absurd.
Written by
Al Melaskev  48/M
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