February 26, 2017
By , Haltom City, TX

Luggage in one hand, my soul in the other. 
I walk down the empty streets, refusing to look back. 
My eyes sting with melancholy thoughts. 

Forget everyone. 
Forget love. 
Forget everything.
Forget existing. 

As I forget all of this, I whisper to myself, "good-bye" 


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