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Jul 2020
And I was terribly broken hearted
Emptied of what I love the most
So I rushed to write you a message
always at my whims! poor one!
a tool of God

"I should have loved you the way you deserve"
but what filled us was his absence
the mere reason we existed was to obliterate
my fate, as tragic and gleeful as it gets
love, that liberating chain around your neck
your life, your death

My memories crowd me and invade me
I wish I never talked to you again
This is not your place! And you don't know
that night I came
I bit my lip not to scream his name

Vicariously happy memories
because of what we could have been
were you not you and were I not me
but sweet reality always wins
a dream that's slowly choking me

Weren't it for you,
I could have never known like I do
Tool of God, sad sacrifice of love

I will give you back your books one day
This is the kiss I never gave you
the kiss you'll never get

I loved you like a refugee
I loved you because you were there
to cauterize the pain

Now I'm forgiven, I'm delivered
and I can go around with him
I hope you find her really soon dear
you deserve her, like a million
yeah that's the way it is
because it simply won't be me.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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