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May 2023
The sky cried
The day I realized
With all the goodbyes
I'd lost my will to rise

All I'd trusted were gone
Three had moved on
Two had withdrawn
One had played me like a pawn

I began to rome
Soul broken and alone
Heart as cold as chrome
Realizing I had no home
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Aimée  F/The Past
(F/The Past)   
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       Timothy, kim, ---, Weeping willow and Aishu
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