Too late

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Wishing I could go back

Sitting in the corner of the room the day I was informed you never loved me

Reminding me of the way the sun slipped just behind the gust of clouds that felt so overdue

The way the gun felt fitting perfectly around your hand as the two obscene objects become one

One terrifying event that broke every bone in my body I couldn't describe if one asked me to

The pain swelling behind my eyes gave me the weirdest vibe that maybe just maybe

In time you could change

You could be someone different that no one judges who you were supposed to be

I have faith that possibly someday you could realize that after that day

I felt as if I was out of time

And it was too late 

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