Follow your own weirdness

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That night the door slammed shut the loudest

Shaking the house that was once a home

And we both knew that none of us

Were ever going to be the same.

Holding on to the last whit of affection

Pride and comfort snatched forever

Pieces of broken hearts scattered on the floor

On which I learnt to walk and run to you

The world got bigger than our dreams

The burden of the responsibilities was heavier

On both of us

And so, we did what we knew best

To give in and accept….

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