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Dec 2019
I've often thought of this day
The day I write of losing you,
My heart I said would carry on
But how could this be true
The muse you are I knew I'd lose
I'll always write for you
its just now a different tune.

I didnt know what would happen
my dreams turn sour
Fingertips dented and hard,
Eyes need another hour
My Lips are numb from the filterΒ Β 
I'll always write, I knew I could
I just wanted to write in love of you

I cant write
Written by
Tollan
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