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May 2020
sometimes the only person there for me
is the one I know shouldn't be
I know it'll burn again
I know It will ache just as
the last time

I keep myself in the cycle
but what else am I supposed to do
when on our worst nights we were
the only ones who held each other til
morning
its not all black & white
Written by
Alice  21/F/America
(21/F/America)   
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   CarolineSD
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