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I cried


I was angry.

I had fallen to a state of normality,

then it hit me

the blues had always been.

Wasn't like before though;

it wasn't over.

He was in my dreams;

haunting me,

trying to remind me

"I'm still here".

But I can't see.

so I searched

for answers,

reasons,

clues,

something

to erase the pain.

there was nothing,

and I couldn't seem to rationalize it;

why couldn't I help,

was I weak?

so I cried

he was gone and i cried.

 

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