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Apr 2021
standing moments within my head, not always here and sometimes less in moments i feel my heart's ache throb, a choking torture for memories twist reality's crooked head.

however lost and accepted i do weep i confess, for a stranger now you once said you were mine, yet words lie, and i lay thinking that you weren't mine for actions spoke chapters i just didn't want to say goodbye.
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