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I don't care
You are no more
But the throbbing
in my heart grows.
Welled up eyes
Daring me to smile
The bile caught in
my choked throat, killing me.
My leaden chest,
is braving up,
to forget your name.
I try and leave myself bare
Now that you are no more,
Why should I care ?
But I still want to live
The years of dull ache
would take their toll
Old wound running sore
But why should I care ?
You are no more.
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