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Feb 2021
Far
He's far from home now
Got his job, house and girl.
Even a dog
The dream city life.
Whilst I'm left here
In this unpainted house
In this carnage
Of screaming walls
Angry mirrors
Empty frames
And broken clocks.

He's far from home now.
From from me.
Written by
Lil Moon Moon  16/F/Cebu, Philippines
(16/F/Cebu, Philippines)   
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