poem three

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it seems nowadays
we grow apart
i feel so used to
not hearing your
enchanting voice

i never wanted
this to happen
but sooner or
later, you will
realize that this
isn't worth fighting
for anymore

you'll see the
opportunity you
have to walk away
from this

you'll leave me
and the numbing
pain will greet me

this is an old one, it isn't the best but it's a thought that crosses my mind a lot

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