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hopeful - depressing - melancholies
about anything
I think I can't have

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pane
 

we were lying on the bed

and he threw something

towards my bookcase

(his keys I think)

and smashed the glass.

he wasn't too regretful either.

said he would fix it

but never did.

 

years later

i haven't repaired it

i don't know if i'm still waiting for him

or maybe

i just don't want to mend

the shattered past.

 

m-m

 

 
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