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by Daylight Lucidity Aug 22, 2013 category : Sadness, depression / other
You walk away With one word, Tight lips set On a darkened girl. I chase after And am thrown By you turning Around. You push me farther Away with silence, I reach out But am met by ice. Your head shakes slow Your eyes growing colder Blowing me off With your cold shoulder.