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this place has nothing but
emptiness, the
house where my death mom graved her love for me looks numb.

the cafeteria where he spelled magic
has turned void

the best friend's talk has stopped hitting my phone's notifications long before.

only her house with nothing except than her picture lies on the wall awake haunting me with memories so fresh

this place still looks raw to my emotions.

so easily that i forgot
how sleeps feels like.

and i forgot how i
could have apologised to anyone of them

i forgot the London rain looks
so peaceful and appealing until now.

everything i ever forgot has become a piece of regret now and that kills me.

like i am never coming alive again.

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