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a silent stare, only my eyes there, and for once he doesn't even realize that my view is locked on him. this time we're surrounded once again I'm broken and quiet. him not even lookin at me i could tell that his eyes grew dull and dim over me. the walls of my mending heart wide open and my arms crossed and shut its been a while since i was able to need and hate him this much. things are repeating themselves its getting colder and lonelier through these winter days. this month is almost up and things are so out of place im praying on all ive got that this is just another december phase.





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