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leaving (Free verse) by windlessbreez the things i havnt told you
will soon surface from beneath my skin
the things i havnt told you
will haunt me from within
the things i havnt told you
will make this our end
soon to come and it will be done
you will know the old me
what ive been through hasnt been fun
so let it go,
as i drift into the sun....
(still no good names)
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