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As We Ended

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My head hurts.
You walk on by.
My heart breaks.
I almost die.

You keep walking.
I stop in the hall.
You keep talking.
I can't make a sound at all.

You're ok.
My tears are held back.
I wanted you to stay
as my heart got a wide crack.





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