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Dusty Memories

As I place your things in my closet,
I have a feeling that's where
they'll be collecting dust.

You seem so happy with her,
or maybe it's just a mask.

I wish I knew...

I wish you knew how much it hurts
to realize what I lost.

How much I regret,
everything.

But we said our last silent
goodbye
so this is how it ends.



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