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Apr 2020
How can I let go of a piece of me
How can I move on from something I’ll miss

Even though the butterflies have withered away
Even though their wings fluttered so hard they crumbled
Dead and decayed
Hollow shells of the love they used to hold
Never to fly again

You’re the only thing left in my heart
And I’m not sure I’ll be able to survive
Without you
Letting go of a childhood crush only crushes me. But it’s the only choice I have.
Isabella
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Isabella  19/F/USA
(19/F/USA)   
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   A and Jamadhi Verse
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