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Aug 14
I heard you crying
Trying to be quiet from
My own tear-soaked stall

We'll both leave here soon
Smiling like we never sobbed
Back into the hard

I'll wait, you can go
Because no one needs to know
That your brave face cracked
Are you allowed to string haikus together? My thoughts didn't fit into 17 syllables
Written by
Aimée  F/The Past
(F/The Past)   
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