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Lejla Hott Jan 2020
empty
nothing there
not even
a single breath
can be heard
i dont try
to fight it off
i love it
my heart aches
the hate
the hate
you taught me
to feel
a bedrock
to my personlity
were you
now
a thought
all the way
back in
my head
almost gone
almost

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