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why do you present yourself to me

so casually,

walking in front of me in the hallways

and the streets

as if nothing had happened

as if we weren't tied by all these painful memories

your gaze upon me held emptiness

while i looked back at you with such longing

searching for the you i used to know,

it was as if your tears that day

washed it all away

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