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–In time, it goes, it gets easier to breathe again but in reverse the words they said stays hovering over you and laughing their soul and yours separated by fears, by lies, by humane defaults the existence of the nothingness you hid –coming to light –coming to reality that's what love leaves behind the collection of memories that haunts, flaunts and hurts you forever stuck in you wishing you could have paid attention –to their actions not their words –to their lies not their cries –to their silence not their i love you's whatever you may have been told the pain is real, the silent cries are most importantly the change never leaves
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Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 3:32 AM UTC
nightmare of the surreal
–In time, it goes, it gets easier to breathe again but in reverse the words they said stays hovering over you and laughing their soul and yours separated by fears, by lies, by humane defaults the existence of the nothingness you hid –coming to light –coming to reality that's what love leaves behind the collection of memories that haunts, flaunts and hurts you forever stuck in you wishing you could have paid attention –to their actions not their words –to their lies not their cries –to their silence not their i love you's whatever you may have been told the pain is real, the silent cries are most importantly the change never leaves
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Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 3:32 AM UTC
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