Pretty self explanatory, second poem for her
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These thoughts don’t stop, they echo, they scream.
I’m the reason you’re gone, not just a bad dream.
I wish I could fix it, but it’s too late to try…
I broke what we had, now I just watch time die.
I ruined the best thing I ever had,
Now I sit with the silence, calling it “sad.”
I wish you knew how much I bled
For every “I love you” I never said.
You meant more than I’ll ever confess,
Now I live in the weight of my own mess.
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