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Jan 20
Ten
I can’t scream
much louder.
My cries and pleas
have gone unanswered.
Ten months have gone by,
we are back to the season
in which we met
but we aren’t like
we were back then.
I am in love
and he is indifferent.
Chameleon
Written by
Chameleon  29/F/Ohio
(29/F/Ohio)   
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