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break my chance to Cary
She was my joy.
My life.
My light.
She was my sight.
My pine.
My hopes.
She left me broken.
Breaking my chances.
She ghosted me once I embarked on a hike.
I traveled, she hated such.
Her trauma haunted hers and my own.
She was Cary, I was Fred.
Fred and Cary whom had no dreads in life.
But I was in fright.
For once or who it concern.
I learned.
© TraumatizedEEL
My life.
My light.
She was my sight.
My pine.
My hopes.
She left me broken.
Breaking my chances.
She ghosted me once I embarked on a hike.
I traveled, she hated such.
Her trauma haunted hers and my own.
She was Cary, I was Fred.
Fred and Cary whom had no dreads in life.
But I was in fright.
For once or who it concern.
I learned.
© TraumatizedEEL
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