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Oct 2019
A day will come
when the thought of you
will be the last thing on my mind
and my heart won't skip a beat
when I hear your name on someone's tongue
A day will come
when you will be a stranger
on this road of life
It won't matter if you hold another's hand
and name yourself theirs
A day will come
I won't love you
nor will I hate you
I would have moved
too far in life
for you
or the things you did
to matter
Written by
BrokenPieces  22/F
(22/F)   
96
     --- and avalon
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