cold floor

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i would ask you why you left

but how can i

when you wander about

and sometimes i ask myself

do you still remember me?

or am i just a faint memory

in that head of yours

i pound on your brain

asking for permission to enter

but there's something blocking me

from entering

it's the slightest idea of mine

do you still love me?

——

all the best love

jessica <3

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