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Oct 17
Each tear a whisper  
of what might have been,  
as memories re-emerge  
from the depths of my mind.  
I replay each broken moment,  
searching for a way  
to hold you close,  
but in love's echo,  
I’m lost to grief.  

©️Lizzie Bevis
Lizzie Bevis
Written by
Lizzie Bevis  F/England
(F/England)   
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