All the broken pieces I had tried to keep intact,
all the memories I threw away,
I know they’re never coming back.
My life mirrors yours,
we’ve evened the scores.
A distant memory,
soon I will be-
a spec of dust,
within your infinity.
Love is a luxury,
for people like me.
I am simply destined to be,
the nearest option in your vicinity!

GREG RAKOZY OCATAVIO GARCIA
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