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you!
I was calling your name,
but you kept on walking.
I just wanted to hold your hand,
but you pushed me away.
I was dying there,
but you dint even bother to look back.
And when i left,
all you wanted was me to come back.
k.d
Sunday 14th June 2020 12:47 am
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