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Apr 2014
I keep thinking you'll walk through my door,
Embrace me tightly and tell me
It was all just a bad dream...
But it's not..

It feels like a thousand blades
Speared through my chest.
Every day..

I try to remember good things,
Really I do.
But all i can think about
Is you with him...

It fills me with such a rage,
But then..,
What does it matter..?
I can't do anything,
Can't control you...

I feel like I no longer
Matter to you...
Yet..,
You're the only one
Running through my head
Every
Single
Day.

Wanna know why?

Because I still love you..
With every single fiber
Of my existence....
Remus Cynclair
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Remus Cynclair
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