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Feb 2014
Memory of: the last month that has passed;
Fades--
Ive allowed infatuation to develop perhaps
due to the cold shorter days

I have gone wrong
Because when we speak
The way i feel inside is dead and empty
I miss before
I felt complete,
Alive, and whole

I liked you better
before we, welllllllll...
you know.
Written by
William James Crowell  halifax
(halifax)   
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