As I walk pass, my heart rattled...
wonder what it meant,
to have it when I already do...
just another,
a new...
but what about the old?
should I just leave it alone...
I knew the new will be hard...
hurt and haunt...wanting back the old...
where will my wants stand?
where will my needs be?
I'm sick of being........
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