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Feb 12
I walk toward the door
Lights getting brighter by the second

'i was hoping youd stay'

I
Hesitate.

only for a moment.

and then i am gone.

when i think about that day, i wish i had stayed
closer
to
you.

i wish i had hugged you tighter...

i wish i had said more than 'goodbye'


i wish



we





hadnt



grown














distant.

-Liam
a poem for a friend. even though he will never see it.
The Blue Bottles
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The Blue Bottles  14/Other/The void behind Oklahoma
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