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Lost, I feel so lost. Everything I had before is gone. I am just trying to start over, so I see my poetry as the end of the beginning.
I loved him, he was the one person I trusted...
You used to wake me up at dawn, laughing, and running toward the lights...
Thoughts blur together as I stand in this empty... I am unaware of the awkwardness that haunts...
She stands in the field, Where they first met...