Us

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I turn to hide the tears that will not be denied. The once beautiful scenery is cast'd away as your face fills my mind. I yearned to kiss you but someone else was on your lips, their name, their taste. I longed to be mine instead, as thoughts of 'us' filled my head, but then I remembered to you I am dead.

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