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Submitted:Nov 12, 2011    Reads: 7    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Breathing hard
That sinking feeling
Knowing I was too late
You had already gone
Without me
You left me standing there
As I watched the last train leave
Taking you with it
The despair that hit me
Too strong for words
Falling onto my knees
The sound of you leaving


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