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And maybe I have never had the time to process all we were
eight years flooded my dreams
and in the seams I am left here dull look in my eyes
Distance finds a way to cripple me with all the words left bare
The purest part of me was you
You get so close
In another life you and I
We lived We lived without the burdens of everyone
I knew we did and your eyes they water I know they do as you read these lines
I find you in the smallest pieces of me
My little piece of heaven
and the coldness touches my shoulder blades
Eyes blackened
Heart frozen
Your all I want to know
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This is put together with a good strait forward flow. Personally, I may lose the direct messages to the ex you are writing this about, but then its not my story its yours. Just some feedback.
