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I can see your face in dry paint
The answers you gave,
the truth you didn't speak,
were the things I wanted to hear.
We still have our habits,
we still live our old lives,
hiding the things that shouldn't be seen.
What do we get if our feelings hide in secrecy,
what do we do when the things we love aren't real...
Somehow I love you,
I don't know why,
I need you.
With the energy I have left,
I reach for the rem...
Sunday 22nd April 2018 3:30 pm
Repeated story
I got used to you,
now time doesn't go by without you.
I got used to you,
that I cannot even smile when you're not around.
I got used to you using,
there's no point in whining now yet I still do it.
Can't believe what I did for you,
was I just a toy?
At least you had fun,
you had a blast,
while I slowly think of every word you said.
It hurts me to see you go,
but it hurts more when you...
Sunday 11th December 2016 4:21 pm
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