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Published: 2018-04-13 17:05:11 +0000 UTC; Views: 294; Favourites: 5; Downloads: 0
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my cold old friend
when i look at you
i am reminded of grief,
torment.
Faded blues
melt my debt away
as i, stay lost
hazed, brazenly soaked
in a new form of host.
But stilling chances
you still blind; boldly,
firmly.
You're still there
and i'm still here,
stuck repeating repeating