三十二

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i could feel myself going insane
seeing your eyes in every person
the shade of your hair seemed to be everywhere
your laugh was like the music i listened to on repeat
your smile seemed to make my heart miss a beat
your skin was so pale
your body seemed so hollow
your breathing was always so faint, almost unreal

Were you a figment of my imagination?

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