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Aug 2021
At one time,
I believed I could do great things.
I actually started to dream and hope for better outcomes.
Because she helped me become more.
Now?
I know what I am what I always will be.
So I’m going to back,
I mean come on.
It’s not like I deserve being happy anyway,
All that hope those dreams just gone, she took them with her.
All because I didn’t want to lie or hide anymore
Written by
Grey  25/NM
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