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redial
never did the hurt of being alone sink in...
until i realized i was lonely.
i held the hope of all things lost...
until i realized they had been found
and much to my dismay
you are familiar
yet forgein
you play games
and lie flat out
and fly with the thoughts of being pure
and knowing what you have got you here
here to a place where you seek out revenge
in ways no one thought worthy
resentment checked in
and you checked out
but why do you still sleep in this bed
when check out was hours ago?
