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I look up at the dark night,
crying again for how many times.
Letting my eyes drop every tear,
covering my mouth so no one can hear.
Ignoring me for how many years,
"It's over" is what I can only hear.
I received comfort from my peers,
Because losing you is my greatest fear.

L. Sweetheart





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