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11:25pm

Tears have been running down my face for an hour now.

The silence with only my thoughts are unbearable to me.

What else to do in this moment than remember that in the end it was all fake?

I fucked around and got attach to him. Yet to him, I was nothing. I was never something.

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Authors Note: I hope you all are enjoying the poems/descriptions I'm writing. This one I wrote is inspired by what is happening right now. So, I wanted to say that you readers have been bringing a smile to my face and thank you for reading this :)

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