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soulsthatknow

Three Weeks

Three weeks.

It kind of makes it hard to speak.

Three weeks.

Even then it was only for two minutes.

You wanted something.

I couldn't give.

So three weeks.

It has come to this.

What will happen when I'm gone?

When three weeks doesn't seem so long?

What will happen then?

Who will you turn to?

Three weeks.

I'm not sure I can stick around

Three weeks.

Cutting in to me so deep.

Three weeks.

Maybe I should just let go.

Maybe I should just say goodbye.

But what's the point.

Three weeks.

There is no need.

It is done.

It died three weeks ago.