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Lost are the words that were
once spoken.
Lost are the dreams once shared. Broken are the promises that once were made. He now is the one that teahces me patience. While my arms embrace empty air. I search to find the love that once was there. Disapointment swallows my dreams. I find myself alone. Wallowing in my own self pity. I was never one for sympathy.
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