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Jan 2010
Your memory still lingers in my mind
It’s been a handful of years
And they say time heals all wounds,
But the one you created is still here.
Fear is my excuse not to move forward.
But a wise person once told me to face my fears.
I’ve nurtured them for so long,
They’ve become my inner demons
That keep me chained to a figure of you.
Written by
Marisa
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