That's how I feel after your departure,
how to lose life, fear death, but afraid
to feel, to laugh, mourn in a panic
when learned to ignore my desires in pain.
Burdened with nostalgia by a wind faded,
feverish to grave a charm, sentenced unusable,
scared to horizon in surrendered despair
for a love trap forever bundled in same tangles.
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Littlelively
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to feel, to laugh, mourn in a panic
when learned to ignore my desires in pain.
Burdened with nostalgia by a wind faded,
feverish to grave a charm, sentenced unusable,
Beautiful. Best of luck.
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