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Jan 18
constantly being chained
to the memories of our exchange
is something I failed to explain
to others because it is so strange
I've come to complain
of our existence because I wish it wasn't framed
in my head where I'm constantly reminded of what we became
I'm trying to move on but like I said I'm chained.
Written by
Kelly Diaz
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