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Jun 2014
He left me unkissed,
broken on the stairs,
running away,
this time no touching of my hair,

He left me unkissed,
dying from the inside,
now he found another,
the beginning of a new fight

ours was true, and meant be connected
but still you had the courage the left me uninfected...

Nene Moiw
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Nene Moiw
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