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I'll move on
I'll push down every thought
I'll act as though our friendship never happened
But then it hits me when I least expect it
I remember how close we were
I keep asking myself how can I fix things?
But the answer is, I've run out of solutions
And you were never clueless
I miss our friendship every day
But sometimes it's easier just to look away
-s

The asylum of my thoughts [Poetry]Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora