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Poetry

Her bleeding words on a winter night. Memories that are bound to be remembered but meant to be destroyed- forever.

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by glyceraine

by glyceraine

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I knew we are losing time
But I still need to remember everything
Especially you
And the memories we had before

The clock finally struck 12:00
Merry Christmas, y'all!
Time for exchanging gifts,
Time for new memories

As I greeted you merry,
You started to weep
Tears came gushing down your cheeks
So I started to panic

Tell me why,
What have I done?
Stop crying
Cause it hurts

"Thank you" you mumbled
And I am speechless.
For what?
For what?

Why do I feel so scared?
I cannot move
It feels like I'm stuck
Not unless I have known the reason for your mysterious gratitude.

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01.02.2018