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my breath gets caught in my throat,
i stop; and stare.
i see him holding you
and i'm fulled with despair.

i walk.
and blink.
i try not to think,

but as soon as i cross the corner, and you're behind me,
my legs buckle, and tears spill
from the corners of my eyes.
my love for you is in disguise.

breathing slowly, i look up at the sky
and wonder back to when you held me

instead of
pushing me away.

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