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it caught my attention 

how the cracks on the concrete

are getting wider and wider,

cracks that my soles walked on by

tracing the same path everynight 

the hopeless sounding "hello" i mustered the courage to say,

watching you walk from school everyday.


streets didn't change , people haven't changed,

every single memory yet remains the same

like how i used to ride my rusty bike

into the empty road

how i shut my feelings and put them on hold 

like how i acted like a friend on demand, when the hand

i wanted, i needed you to hold was my hand.

i cant seem to keep track of time anymore,

sinking deeper and deeper on my bedroom floor.

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