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08/30/**

To myself,

The dreaded day of telling came,
it was as if I would come out as a murderer infront of them.
Time ticked me off with it's short and long hands.
Dropping the news,
my friends' spilled words like
'I miss you already' 'I'm so sad'
'Why would your mom do that?'
'We'll miss you'.
Right after I went home,
I was disheartened.
Those were empty words,
they're eyes forever held the truth.
Emotionless.

Sincerely, J.


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