7:37pm

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what was here,
isn't here anymore.

what was there,
isn't there anymore.

what exist doesn't bother showing anymore,
what doesn't exist,
start showing signs that they did.

nightmares become reality,
and I've lost you a couple more often,
more that I could remember.

I should've get used to it by now,
but still i stand like the night before you left.
ready for the storm.

-but the pain still knock me  off my guard.

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