#20. I stopped.

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I remember passing by that half lit house,

with you combing your hair by the window,

and as our eyes met,

I stopped.

I remember you wiping my tears,

holding on to my unending fears,

and as you told me to quit pondering, 

I stopped.

I remember my insanity trapped inside your heart,

Pounding along to the ticking of time,

But as you denied evrything, 

somehow, running mad in love, 

I stopped.

And today as you told me to leave,

As I wasn't worth your dream,

You told me to live without you,

You told me to breath, but

I stopped.

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