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Jan 2014
It burdens me.

Because I know something happened
In that short span of time
While I was away.

Things always happen while I'm away.
Usually bad things.
I wish I was never away.

But I was.

And this huge tidal wave came crashing down.
All I'm left with when I return is
The sight of debris and destruction,
Things I cannot fix.

Things that are so mashed up
I can't see anything anymore.

And yet,
I see everything.

An emptied soul,
A broken world,
An isolated girl I still dearly love.
Jaz
Written by
Jaz  Oaklahoma
(Oaklahoma)   
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