No longer two

March 22, 2012
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You changed your mood but you couldn't change your taste.

I felt your cold breeze,
when you walked passed in a race.

I can feel the tension,
The kind we can't erase.

Your hateful words,
I don't want to face.

That was the past,
I've ran out of strength to chase.

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