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Hey! The voice still echoes The voice of a being who evaporate, A voice that evaporated into a future I can no longer share. The scars aren't healed, but the memories? Etched into my heart like a local tribal marks. Do I miss her ? No! The game is over A game that ended before we started, Yet this voice won't free me from the ******* Maybe my heart still feels the sparkle to your gaslights. I tore the book of you and I, but I still feel ecstatic when our memories pops up. I was never a follower, I was lover. A reckless one!!
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Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 6:14 PM UTC
Etched pain!
Hey! The voice still echoes The voice of a being who evaporate, A voice that evaporated into a future I can no longer share. The scars aren't healed, but the memories? Etched into my heart like a local tribal marks. Do I miss her ? No! The game is over A game that ended before we started, Yet this voice won't free me from the ******* Maybe my heart still feels the sparkle to your gaslights. I tore the book of you and I, but I still feel ecstatic when our memories pops up. I was never a follower, I was lover. A reckless one!!
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Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 6:14 PM UTC
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