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#getover
Its been months since i felt your touch But it really feels like it was only yesterday. I remember the way you stared into my eyes And the way you whispered "Goodbye"
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Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
TheHurtOfTryingToGetOverSomeone
***Peace everywhere Tough time is passed Smooth are the roads All hurdles crossed Happy in her world Living in the now Enjoying the life fully Moved on somehow The loved ones surround Everything is a bliss Nothing seems wrong But something is amiss Music and dance Heartily she revels The strings entangled Yet she unravels Fights in the mind With her own devils Back and forth the lanes "The mind travels"***
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Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 11:42 AM UTC
Mind travels
Yes I am now walking away. Because so far all I can hear is a "No". Felt you're scared of something which didn't exist at the first place.  Is it the fear of commitment? Or you're just...... Let's face it, playing. I have thought of it.  The words you have said before Were they true? Or just? But I'm now walking away with a smile on my face. AWAY FROM MY OWN MADE CAGE.
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
Untitled
"bandage your heart     whats gone is gone     heal your pain     find a substitute . . . "                                                  I say to me . . .
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
substitute
The cold of winters day Was colder when you went away I feel the pain that you gave To keep love I want to save the bright moon shining in the sky of dark blue unforgettable, starless nights I once had with you the times when you'd say "forever and always" to me are just now words that are part of my twisted memory I truly miss the way you smile It makes me stand still for a while the times with you were endless and grand But alas it was blown away like sand The hardest thing I can do Was to say goodbye to you Well now that you're gone It's time for me to move on I can live without you now So why don't you take a bow Now that we have grown apart I now say goodbye. the art of my heart.
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
The Beginning of a goodbye