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Time does not heal all wounds
It merely softens the pain
And blurs the memories
I never really cared about it
But you were the only one I cared for
Even if the sun slips through my fingers
I still try to grasp it in my hands
As if I’m reaching for you
The moon shines brightly in the lonely night
I feel like you are watching from afar
But you left and you’re gone
I cried and broke every night
For a moment, I felt like I was dying
You hurt my heart so much
I whispered to the moon about you
And how desperately I wanted to be
Numb again.
Because without you, I’m nothing.
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Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch
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