The hallways are witnesses to our dying relationship.
A glance would save us but we chose not to look back.
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PoetryLet me fill your pages with words I am keeping. Let me turn your pages into something worth reading.
Chapter 4: 2019
The hallways are witnesses to our dying relationship.
A glance would save us but we chose not to look back.
