blind me
Each farewell seems to tear you apart like hell; different sides yet one view. a dozen opportunities, yet a lack of ecstasy. a milestone that has always been missed. a shower of hope vs. a bath of misery a far cry from feelings and a glued gloom straight to myocardium.
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