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I don't want to be left in the past. I thought these sad times had passed, But obviously they have not. I'm still being left behind; forgot. Soon enough he'll be gone. I'll be once again at a loss. It'll just be me, like usual. Am I really that unapproachable?
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
Always Leaving
I don't want to be left in the past. I thought these sad times had passed, But obviously they have not. I'm still being left behind; forgot. Soon enough he'll be gone. I'll be once again at a loss. It'll just be me, like usual. Am I really that unapproachable?
Jellyfish
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
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