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Every single day I wait, For nothing; In my mind. A numb feeling is set in place, Unremovable, and too deep to find. I let the shadows swallow me, So alone is all I know, My hidden face from the world, Too selfless to let it show. But through the muted darkness, I see him fall and fold, Just beyond my touch, Beyond me to be so bold. Instead I let him go, Hoping I did what was right. He was my fulfilling purpose, My  only living life. I skipped a page in a missing book, and filled myself with a lie, I told them that I didn’t care, I turned away and never said goodbye. Every single day I wait, For nothing; In my mind. Everyday I look at myself and ask; What have I left behind? Everything.
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May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 9:17 PM UTC
Everything
Every single day I wait, For nothing; In my mind. A numb feeling is set in place, Unremovable, and too deep to find. I let the shadows swallow me, So alone is all I know, My hidden face from the world, Too selfless to let it show. But through the muted darkness, I see him fall and fold, Just beyond my touch, Beyond me to be so bold. Instead I let him go, Hoping I did what was right. He was my fulfilling purpose, My  only living life. I skipped a page in a missing book, and filled myself with a lie, I told them that I didn’t care, I turned away and never said goodbye. Every single day I wait, For nothing; In my mind. Everyday I look at myself and ask; What have I left behind? Everything.
An old poem from January 16th, 2014. For an old friend, Ahkira © Copywrited
#love#behind
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May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 9:17 PM UTC
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