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Siren
Its been 2 years since,
she said so nonchalant
and without heart
Yet I thought
I remembered that pulse
So pure and full
Is 800 days
All it takes
To erase all thoughts
of love
and what we made?
Pain within the talks
Like we can just
Go-
Passing strangers
Amongst the fucking
ugliness of the others
When only 2 people
were involved
in a pact, stronger
than blood
How the fuck
will we survive
when left alone?
Seasons always
start to break
And fracture all of,
these feelings
to fake
And now everything
that was beautiful
is bones and brush
and broken.
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