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Jun 2014
you closed the door without even looking in
you were too scarred to even begin
and when i wait for you, you never come
because you're far too busy searching for the meaning of life's conundrums.

and you don't see what i am
but i see who you are
i've been traveling, from land to land
but even here at home, you couldn't get much farther

i'm pretending i don't care but trust me baby
you broke my heart in the matter of two weeks
i don't care if you regret it, love
i'm alone again, it seems

so build your house of wax and leaves
i'll be the sparrow hiding in your trees
remembering a simple kiss
ah, it don't mean ****.
it don't mean ****.

i got so attached so fast
looked back on the plane and saw our past
shoulda' known it was too good to last.

i needed a new muse
you needed someone to use
i wanted something brand new
you wanted something, but you never knew.

so i wont knock upon your door anymore
i wont stand at your steps, awaiting
because i don't know what i'm waiting for
just knew i was ready for creating.
**** em
Aviendha Goodrich
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Aviendha Goodrich  21/Cisgender Female/Maryland
(21/Cisgender Female/Maryland)   
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