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Saturday, June 7, 2014
Fore-go
He walks out my door without saying anything. I waited for years but i did get nothing; I waited for the doors to open, yet i waited for nothing. I know from my heart it was not a dream but my mind contradicts what I feel. I thought there might be some common denominator between me and you, and every time I'm with you my life is in hue. I pray that it might be you but then you said the words i don't want to hear. Then you slap my face for me to wake up from my dream.
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