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Feb 25
See
Look at me.
Look at me,
The way you looked at her.

Unable to tear your eyes away as I sat helpless.

Do you still think I’m pretty?
Do you even remember that feeling?

I hope my absence
Brings you peace—
Peace my love couldn’t.

I hope you feel the pain
You put me through.
Maeve
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Maeve  15/F
(15/F)   
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