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I Wish I Still Did

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I once loved you,

with time it surely eroded.

My insecurities masochistically slew,

All the while I had foreboded.

As the cloud knows it's slowly dying,

As the son of a mother becomes the father of a son.

My memories and my soul hopelessly vying,

but in the end my pessimistic heart had the cun.




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