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I
I am
But a child in my heart.
I cannot hold my own
I am broken at your depart.
I hate
Every second, cant endure
Goodbyes. Your absence
Leaves me broken, and insecure.
I love
The relief of final silence
No empty chats, empty words
No anger at apparent disinterest
Relief at foolish charades ended.
But a child in my heart.
I cannot hold my own
I am broken at your depart.
I hate
Every second, cant endure
Goodbyes. Your absence
Leaves me broken, and insecure.
I love
The relief of final silence
No empty chats, empty words
No anger at apparent disinterest
Relief at foolish charades ended.
Published 5th Jun 2014
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