Unnamed - April 22, 2013

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Though it's gone,
I can still feel your hand in mine.

Though you've left,
I can still feel your hot breath down my neck.

Though it's quiet,
I can still hear your voice.

Though it happened,
I still try to erase it from my memory.

Though you don't care,
I can still feel your arms around me.

Though I'm tired,
I still remember you protecting me.

Though we tried,
Nothing kept us from shattering to pieces.

We try to live to love, but always end up living to forget.

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