Unsaid [25]

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It's been months,
Weeks and days.
And I still hear you in my head,
Calling me beautiful.

It's been a long while,
And I still look at the bench we sat on for hours ,and break a little.

Oh ,and every single damn time I see a photo of you, every inch of my flowing, pumping blood froze.

And my heart ached for so many moments and times.

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