Him
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Him. The feelings I got from him that I failed to expressed. The words I failed to explained. The pain I failed to bear it. It's all because of him. Start > 28 April 2019 End > 3 September 2019
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I had become a leftover. I am nothing more than a plate of food he forgets about, And soon he will dispose of me. He comes to me when he is hungry for love, I feed him hoping he'll stay, But he leaves. Because that's all I am to him, Just a leftover.

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