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Mar 2021
Feeling numb
But also kind of dumb
Ate the last crumb,
I can't believe
I'd resort to this
Trying so hard
To reach some kind of bliss,
I miss that kiss
I'd rather forget
Her last diss,
So here I am
Drowning my sorrow
Until tomorrow,
When I may wake
To regret
Another day
Everything I did not say
Ate my feelings again
As I reminisce about
Now and then,
Take it all back
Would that I could
But maybe I loved her
More than
I should...

APAD 03162021
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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