For a year
I’m knocking for the answers.
A year of doubts.
A year of despair.
A year of prevailing truth.
A year of self holocaust.
A year of abandonment.
A year of revenge thoughts.
A year of cowardliness.
A year of hope.
A year of loneliness.
A year of emptiness.
A year of wild emotions.
A year of holding on to your words.
A year of unfulfilled promise.
A year of realizing that you left.
A year of waking up to the real world that you were gone.
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