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I left you a note,
or rather a letter,
a key to a door,
and left for the better.
You wonder where I'd be,
looking up to naught,
remembering moments of glee,
and all those wars fought.
a dark, hollow, confused phase of a life of a teenager, finally getting a hold..
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Part of the Poetry collection
Published on March 15, 2015
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